The color that once was green now resembles a shivering breeze.
Those summer nights staring at the night sky felt so warm that you could pass out on the floor,
but hearing the whistling wind below the starry night, you just might cuddle below the moonlight.
Do you get the reference?
The smell of a thousand specks of flowers are now gone because the pumpkin patches set them aside to hold on until another summer.
Ahh, do you feel that?
Do you see that?
The coziness of fall just changing minute by minute and reflecting almost a cool tone?