Most Helpful Guy
Halloween... I think.
Or maybe it's just that indescribable feeling you get when you're walking down the old, stone roads of your hometown, watching your neighbors put up scarecrows, the kids playing in the freshly raked piles of leaves, and the whole community coming together to celebrate the harvest with old-fashioned apple-bobbing contests, backyard football games, and feasts of homegrown food. When the rush of the brisk wind carrying an amber trail of leaves down before your feet seems to muffle the noise of everyday life, and the world just seems simple again... and you take a deep breath in and you know that this is where you belong.
No. No, it's Halloween.1
Most Helpful Girl
The colors, the nice long walks I take on my walking trail while looking at the leaves change colors and fall gracefully to the ground. The atmosphere. Being able to wear cute sweaters and adorable boots again. Being able to wear the scarves that I knitted during the summer. Just all of it. Also, my b-day is during fall and Halloween is during fall. I love everything about fall. It's my favorite season.1