Why I need Fall
I lived on a beautiful island for several years of my life. On an island you have 2 seasons summer and almost summer. Things bloom and look nice, the beach is always in season, but there is something missing.
I came back and when I did I forgot how much I missed seasons. I like spring, I love to see daffodils and crocuses popping up. I tolerate winter. I do love the way a night time snow storm slows everything down and I love to see brand new snow on the ground. Summer is good too, for long lazy days and nights relaxing, but I love fall. I absolutely love fall.
I love the temperature, I love the way things are new in the fall (like school), I love leaves, I love pumpkins and gourds, I love the smell of the air, I love the colors, I love the warmth. I love how it’s not like any other season, but so many people love it. Warm days and cool nights. Now there is a combo you can’t go wrong with.
I was sitting in the library yesterday for story time with my child and there was a beautiful bay window and through it I could see the trees dancing in the breeze getting ready to put on their finery as the leaves are changing. I could see rays of sun coming through the window (which was decorated with fall clings) and it was just perfect. I realized how much I love fall, how I need fall. I need new starts and crisp days. I need a season that is not based on sunny days all the time or the birth of new things, or complete death. I need an in between season which is kind of like me-notsunny all the time but not dark, not bursting with newness. Just kind of mellow, some days good some days not so good. I just get such a sense of peace when I look out the window and see the beauty of the nature of fall. So even when I am old and retired (hopefully to some place without winter) I am hoping to always be able to come back to fall, because it is part of who I am and where I want to be.