That makes me want to smell campfires, and go for hikes in the wilderness.
I pray to watch the color changing leaves fall to the ground, and spend the nights star gazing with my lover as the world turns cold.
I want to ride my bicycle through pathways crowded with trees now barren, or continue my tradition of watching horror movies (good and bad; new and old) to set the mood.
I want to feel the sunshine on my face as I read a novel outside in the cool weather. I want to to carve pumpkins, and tell spooky stories.
I want to drink warm apple cider while sitting by a lake.
The magic of Christmas has left me as I get older, but the magic of my favorite time of year remains. Trick-or-treating and the taste good food take me back to a simple time in my life.
I always plan out my costumes, and find activities, and foods to make based on the season.
What is the feeling I get when I picture them dressed in plaid under the stars?
I suppose some would call in nostalgia, but the world calls it autumn.