Fall, you sexy, teasing thing.
You appeal to us with colors as vivid or more than spring.
Then you do that "fall" thing.
You change your colors, dance in the breeze, drop your leaves, and go naked for all the world to see.
Right when most would cover up, you expose your bare branches, and wait....
You wait until winter comes and drops a velvety, white robe of snow upon you, glittering like icy diamonds in the moonlight.
Then you shake it all off, dig deep within, and grow vibrant and green again.
Few things are more magical, sexy, and splendid, than the beautiful earth, relaxing and renewing in her confidence of the days to come.