As the last leaves fall and the trees settle themselves more deeply into the earth, so too our own bodies seem to grow heavier, as though we are also meant to curl up, curl in, and sleep awhile.
I have this daydream. I think I want to make it come true. I dream of an enchanted garden full of lavender and ferns and teeny houses made of wood. I dream of fairy lights and mushrooms and benches made just the right height for little children.