O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.
One of the best parts of a wedding? Cake tasting :)

One of the best parts of a wedding? Cake tasting :)

Darien Lake Amusement Park for the first full weekend of fall?

Ummmm YES.

(Source: stua, via goodwinmacalister)

25 Struggles Only ENFPs Will Understand
Higher than we are is he, his mercy higher than our sins, his love higher than our thoughts. It is pitiful to see men putting their trust in something lower than themselves; but our confidence is fixed upon an exceeding high and glorious Lord.

(Source: atmeal012, via marleyandme)

I love sweater weather.

I love sweater weather.

A little bit of everything we see/hear/taste/love in life from a 25-year-old dork from New York.