I heart fall. It's my favorite time of year, followed by Christmas, which I guess is a time, too; but, fall is it for me. I find it indescribable. . .some use the words crisp, leafy, bright, brisk, chilly. . .those are all great, but don't do it for me. Yes the air turns crisp. Yes the leaves are bright. I feel fall all the way down to my toes, but I can't describe it. It's a very special time. Everything changes. The anticipation starts with our Halloween pumpkins.
Once they start to wilt, mold, and shrivel up, I start to experience moods from elation to depression then, just before Thanksgiving, ultimate comfort and joy sets in. Sweaters come out with comfy clothes, fires start to burn in our fireplace,
soup is ever present on my kitchen stove, my kids are running through leaves at Meema's house, we start to watch all the classic fall movies while sipping hot apple cider or cocoa with whipped cream in HUGE mugs so it never ends,
warm jammies at night with soft slipper socks, snuggling into a big, comfy chair with a soft, fluffy blanket and starting to read Pride and Prejudice or Anne of Green Gables for the umpteenth time...this is how I describe fall. It warms my heart and puts a smile on my face.
Once they start to wilt, mold, and shrivel up, I start to experience moods from elation to depression then, just before Thanksgiving, ultimate comfort and joy sets in. Sweaters come out with comfy clothes, fires start to burn in our fireplace,
soup is ever present on my kitchen stove, my kids are running through leaves at Meema's house, we start to watch all the classic fall movies while sipping hot apple cider or cocoa with whipped cream in HUGE mugs so it never ends,
warm jammies at night with soft slipper socks, snuggling into a big, comfy chair with a soft, fluffy blanket and starting to read Pride and Prejudice or Anne of Green Gables for the umpteenth time...this is how I describe fall. It warms my heart and puts a smile on my face.
