DWELL IN WONDER

Autumn is delicious

Spring is my favorite season, but fall comes in for a close second. I find myself during this time of year gasping and looking and generally reveling in the gorgeous foliage. When the sun hits it at just the right moment, it gives me an Anne Shirley-esque ache. I’ve remarked before that it’s possibly not safe for me to drive in the throes of autumn because I just want to LOOK.
The bittersweet side of fall is that I know winter is just around the corner. Now, there are parts of winter that I like. Thick sweaters, fun boots, cozy blankets, hot chocolate, fires, snuggling, the smell of woodsmoke outside, snow (the way it looks, anyway), and all those quiet memories of winters past. I like having four distinct seasons, which is something I realized during the two years that we lived in Arizona.
Winter cold just eventually gets to me, though. I hate driving when the roads are slick with ice or snow, and having to hunt down hats, gloves, scarves, and coats every time I go outside gets a little old. So autumn has that specter lurking in the background. Spring, on the other hand, bring new life, hope, FLOWERS, the emergence of green and the promise of many days of warmth ahead and summer to follow.
I associate fall with my own love story, so when the air gets crisper and the leaves turn colors and flutter to the ground, I automatically get a happy, rosy, loving feeling inside. I’m reminded of our annual Columbus Day trip to Amish country, of exploring antique shops and sitting in parks during lunch break under a golden, leafy canopy. Autumn is beautiful and I love it.
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