Dragons of Autumn Flame

Yes, I believe it is. I'm wearing a sweater as I take a break from editing, drinking my first mug of hot chocolate. The leaves are crunchy like nuts in the Nestle wind. The neon Chemlawn greens of summer have gone goth, assuming the dark garb of Crayola forests. And don't you just love those little marshmallows?

I want to start a fire. I want to burn an effigy.

I want a vast cornucopia of something.

Don't you?

Giffy Fun!