"Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows’ Eve. Everything seemed cut from soft black velvet or gold or orange velvet. Smoke panted up out of a thousand chimneys like the plumes of funeral parades. From kitchen windows drifted two pumpkin smells: gourds being cut, pies being baked."
The Halloween Tree by Ray Bradbury (via meggygrace)

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Old House Buurserzand by Kees Verburg on Flickr.
"Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall."
F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)

(Source: girlinlondon, via octoberanytime)