falling leaves, frisky squirrels and pumpkin stew

Autumn. Days and Nights are turning colder. With a slight smell of firewood in the air i’m watching the world being dipped into a deep, golden yellow.

I put on my warm, cosy boots and take a walk through the crackling leaves, breathing in the rich and spicy smell of woodland, earth, coldness and nuts. Squirrels, darting through reddish rays of sunshine between trees, lit up in a marvelous orange glow, suddenly plunge into a big pile of leaves and all i’m left with is a twitching and rustling in the ground.

falling leaves, frisky squirrels and pumpkin stew

Pants: Shabby Cat Cords (brown)

Shoes: Maitreya Stagioni Boots – Chestnut

Teeth: ::Modish:: Teeth 2

Nails: *Sexy Mamas* Prim Nails

Lashes: - DAMNED - Eyelashes

Acorn Mouthie: ::LEO-NT:: WOODLAND ACORN Twig

Necklace: je suis…nocturne watch necklace

Ears: Plug(Hole_size_4) Stretched ears-Omimi- [MANDALA]

Hair: [BURLEY]_Sirah_II_Brown01

Scarf: [NSD] Piaf Scarf Brown

Pullover: {mon tissu} Slouchy Sweatshirt (XXS) ~ Mustard

Skin: al vulo- julia * natural cleavage bronze

Eyes: :: ROZENA SKIN :: Shiny eye – black

falling leaves, frisky squirrels and pumpkin stew

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