The spectacular entrance of autumn has set the stage for a grandiose melody of crimson, fire, plum, and citrine. Crisp, cool weather and shortening days have brought about a sense of wonder in the air. Each day I look forward to taking a stroll with my youngest, enjoying these few weeks we have left until winter. Winter, my least favorite season only because I am a pansy for cold.
I am ready for fall to be here–it is welcome. After a smoldering hot summer, I was ready to move back to the high mountain plains of Wyoming to escape the fiery furnace I call home. Normally the heat doesn’t bother me, but this year was different. Perhaps it is because I am getting older. Perhaps because I am getting fatter. Perhaps both.
I look forward to autumn each year in anticipation for hayrides, pumpkin patches, spices, delicious desserts, and my all-time favorite holiday: Halloween. There is something about dressing up each year and stealing the kids’ chocolate candies that turns the corners of my mouth up in glee. Autumn gives me a good excuse to act like a child again–and get away with it.
What is your favorite time of the year?