I am all about gray foggy mornings in late autumn

I am all about gray foggy mornings in late autumn when there’s a chill and a shiver in my body. Mornings that call for large sweaters and rain boots. Standing in the woods with pine and rain and smoke in the air or standing at the edge of the ocean with salt in your mouth and the wind in your hair. The feeling of being both lost and found at the same time. The promise of returning home in your hands.