It’s lovely and mild here in Paris. A bit rainy, but, with the rain, warmer temps. It’s so nice, not being cold. Not wearing a scarf all day. But the best part is leaving work in the evening, and getting that delicious, unmistakable smell of fall. It’s like trick-or-treating in Connecticut. Like the field hockey season. Having that certainty that everything is about to change, leaving you feeling a little melancholic but in a bittersweet and hopeful way.
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