How do I love fall? Let me count the ways!
My favorite things about my favorite season:
1.The fact that darkness now creeps in around 7:30 p.m. and I no longer have to persuade my kids to go to bed when it’s still bright daylight outside. (“But, Mom, the sun is still out!” “That glowing orb in the sky? That’s the moon, dear.”)
2. Picking, then eating, local apples. As much as I love a perfect peach exploding with summer sunshine, there is something beautiful about the more modest apple. I’m grateful for its durability and the fact that it may be the one fruit all three of my kids will eat without complaint.
3. The crisp thwack! of the down comforter as I spread it over our bed each morning. One of my favorite episodes of Sex and the City – the last episode of the fourth season when Miranda has her baby and Big announces he’s moving to Napa – begins with fall arriving in New York and Carrie taking her heavy blanket out for the first time. It’s a simple, but lovely ritual that I imagine all of us who live in temperate climates share.
4. Making soup and bread on Sunday afternoons, with the soundtrack of the kids playing and Neil Young crooning on Harvest Moon in the background. Gale wrote recently about family traditions – the ones we consciously create and the ones that spring up organically. Sunday soup is one of those rituals that we backed our way into and has stuck with us through pregnancies and infancies. (My favorites are vegetarian chili and roasted onion soup; Husband favors potato corn chowder.)
5. Letting my toes meet the tile floor in the bathroom just long enough to taste its slippery coolness before retreating into a pair of ancient fuzzy socks.
6. Setting out for a run in the 40 degree chill, looking either foolish or optimistic in my shorts, t-shirt, and gloves, then warming up with the work and the sun to the perfect temperature. (Oh, how happy am I that the summer’s oppressive humidity has finally blown away!)
7. The smell of wood smoke from a neighbor’s chimney bringing me back to the last apartment Husband and I shared before we left Connecticut and moved out here and the tiny crackling fires I would curl up and read in front of on fall evenings after teaching.
8. Sweaters, scarves, tweedy jackets. Am I the only one who feels both cozier and more pulled together in layers?
9. Taking long walks with my kids and none of wanting to go inside because Its’s just too hot or It’s just too cold. This is one time of the year when the Midwest is Just right.
10. Last, most obvious, but not least: the way the grass gets green again just as the leaves explode into gold, crimson, pumpkin, and plum.
What are your favorite things about fall?
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