October 23

As the weather turns cooler, my tidy little collection of candles comes out of hiding. I probably love this one most of all:

It honestly smells like roasting marshmallows. It's all sweet and delicious and fall-y. It reminds me of flannel shirts and apple cider and piles of colored leaves and campfires under the stars.

It's nothing big or groundbreaking; it's merely another small thing that I'm blessed with that makes me smile.