The first day of autumn has finally come, and not a moment too soon. It’s been a rough summer here (in more than just the weather), and I’m glad for a new season. Perhaps this is the start of a new season in life, not just a much-needed breath of cooler air accompanied by pumpkin everything.
Fall has long been my favorite season. Where I live, any relief from the heat is a welcome one (until February, when I remember how much I miss 90 degrees and 100% humidity).
It starts as a cool hint in an evening or morning breeze, when the sun is barely to the horizon. Then the coolness creeps further and further into the day, until the thermostat stops hitting 90. All the while, the sky turns more and more vividly blue, down to the usually hazy horizon. Finally, a chance to wear those cute boots I own but hardly wear to avoid sweating. And the scarves. I love the scarves.
Today also happens to be Bilbo and Frodo’s birthday, according to The Fellowship of the Ring. Just in case the first day of autumn itself isn’t reason enough to celebrate.
What’s your favorite season?