In October I go to North Carolina and when I sit on the porch I will be looking at wonderful view of the mountains, while I smell the earthy, woodsy odor of the forest, and the sweet smell of wild flowers. The country is so much better than the city.
It raises me up. It makes me calm and happier to be there. The leaves will be changing, and the nights will be cool.
Then my cousin sends me a joke and I remember to laugh a little too. It don't get
any better than that.