There's something simply otherworldly about how the cooler, apple-crisp'er air of pumpkin season mingles with the sun's golden, late-day rays. It's the same physical sun that hangs in the sky and bakes the earth during the summer months, of course, but there's something beautifully muted about its rays once autumn arrives.
The sight made me think of the comfort and peace of Heaven.
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