Guess what time it is

Welcome to leather jackets in the morning, cool breezes in the evening, skullies a top domes, five panel hats, fan boys, and cuffed denim. Welcome to red skies, and yellow leaves beneath timberlands.

Farewell to cut off's, shades, and tank tops. Because gradually you're becoming corduroys, hater blockers, and oxfords.

But open arms to the Hot cider, candied and caramel apples, beer festivals, and sweet potato pie.

Shit, open arms to the tree's. Change all you like.