Well technically autumn is official at 5:31 this evening, or so my weather person said.
Fall, the time of year when the leaves change colors, the temperatures eases off and being outside is a pleasant experience. No longer are you glistening every minute. (Doesn’t that sound so much better than sweating, which is what we do here in Florida no matter what anyone, tells you.)
I should stop here and be honest. We are still sweating…err, I mean glistening. Our temperatures are in the 90’s and it’s hot. Summer hot.
It’s only after the sun has set (around 8:00ish), that we begin to feel a slight breeze that doesn’t replicate an old time furnace, blowing across the front porch. It’s then that Science Guy and I talk about the changing of the leaves.
For me, it was always a family trip to the Smokey Mountains or anywhere up north (so Georgia is up north to me), where the leaves are changing from green to purple, orange, bright red, and brilliant yellow’s. For Science Guy it’s different. It’s more of a longing to see what he grew up seeing every year. You’d think growing up with it would make it not as beautiful, but nope, his family always made time to look at them.
The first year she-who-thought-she-was-born-with-a-tiara, went to college blew her away. In fact, I received this box from her, complete with a note on the outside that I couldn’t open it until we were on the phone with each other. Inside the box was an array of fall leaves. It was such a cool gift. :)I know I’ve complained about the heat, talked about the beautiful leaves I used to go see growing up, and yeah, complained about the heat, but really I do love autumn. I love to decorate my house (inside and out). It gives me more of feeling of seasons even though ours are not very pronounced.
The fall colors are among my very favorites and truth be known, the weather will eventually cool off. The 90’s will be put to bed until next summer and we’ll beautiful days of high 70’s and nights of high 50’s to low 60’s. Writing outside will be a joy again and creativity flows a wee bit stronger with the changes.
And once again we’ll dream of colors, each more vibrant than the other. Memories complete with childhood fun and grown up wishes.
What about where you live? Is the weather already making that change from blistering hot to comfortable? Or are you still waiting for the heat to melt away and the soft breeze of autumn to roll in?
Hugs,
Vicki
