Crisp autumn air is not quite here yet, but I can feel it coming, just like Phil Collins.
Thought not likely in the majority, fall is the time of year that I feel the most alive. The weather is more comfortable, and open windows allow fresh air to breathe life into our previously air-conditioned summer refuge. Football, hoodies, and apple orchard visits are almost socially acceptable now. I anxiously await the gorgeous color change of the leaves, and giddly prepare for pumpkin farm visits and Halloween costumes as if I were myself going to dress up and parade about the neighborhood in search of the good candy houses.
Many think of fall as a season of sadness, losing the warmth of summer and parading quickly towards the cold stillness of winter. This is true in a sense. However, I find a beauty in the transition… a perfectly small moment of time in between the warmth and the frigidity in which to pause and take stock of all that we have in the here and now. Really, that is all that any of us ever has. Fall does that for me every year, without fail. It reminds me to live in the present with a chilly slap of awareness that energizes and invigorates my aging bones. It also slightly aggravates my arthritis, but hey – you take the good with the bad!
I hope you all get the chance to enjoy this season and try to see it from my humble point of view. Jump in some leaves and go for a walk to see their changing colors. Pick some fresh apples and make a pie. Sip some hot coffee or cider while huddled under a blanket on your front porch to watch the sun set before our days soon get shorter. We are so lucky to live in a place where we truly can enjoy each season. Happy Fall Y’all!
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” – Lauren Destefano