September 30, 2006

Happy Fall Y'all

It's a wonderful day out there. It's one of those days when you can just smell Fall in the air. A crispness, a dryness, the promise of leaves on the ground, the remembrance of the scent of apple cider. It's sunny, but not hot. Just cool enough that you can wear a nice sweater and no jacket. You know there may be a few more shorts and short-sleeved shirts in the future, but this, this is the day when you know it's time to get all the fall and winter clothes out of storage, and put most of your summer clothes away. It's a day when your dog comes in from outside smelling of dog -- but it's a crisp, clean dog smell. The kind that just makes you smile when she comes up to you wagging her tail and wants to lick you and hop in your lap. It's a day when the cat lazes in the sun for hours, and doesn't get up because he gets too hot. It's a day that makes you want to wear orange, or brown, or green. It's a day that to some marks the beginning of the end of the year, but to me it's the promise of rebirth and growth. It's a time for new beginnings, and transformations. It makes you want to go out and experience new things, or learn something new. And best of all, it's a day that promises a night that you can leave your windows open, yet crawl into bed and get cozy under the heavy comforter.

It's a wonderful day that makes you go and get new things for your house. Like a new sepia print of a tree lined street that you'd see on one of the smaller streets in Germany, or New England. Or maybe a zen rocks and palms triptych for your guest bathroom. It's a day that makes you want to buy a nice royal blue sweatshirt. But you don't spend too much time at the mall, because you just want to be outside, or at home enjoying your family.

It's a day that you want to share with friends, and you wish them all the happiness, joy and contentment the day brought you.

1 comment:

Neil Morse said...

And here I'm already into my I-hate-winter mode, although this weekend's virus, which couldn't decide if it wanted to be a cold or the flue, might have a lot to do with that.

In any case, I'm already making plans to be miserable and grinchy this February.