The sun is rising as I walk the wooded path. The air is brisk; twigs snap under my feet. Nature's palette of colors in all its glory.

Brown, yellow, and orange leaves fall, like my clothes in the light breeze.

I see the boat dock around the bend as I'm now naked, swelling in anticipation.

The sun reflects on the surface of the lake in a fiery orange as I round the last bend.

I love this time of year.

She reveals herself from behind the oak, dropping the flannel shirt.

She's here... finally!

I run to embrace her, "AUTUMN!"