What comes to fruition in the harvest season is the results of your actions.
What happens when I feel myself come alive in the fall is thoughts.
It seems a little obvious in hindsight, but I've always wondered why I never felt the way I "should" about the autumn festivals, Samhain in particular.
(I have been Thinking Thinky Thoughts today. I think they will be interesting, once I have a chance to turn them into an argument and post them here.)
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