FALL

FALL.

AUTUMN.

Colors are more intense.

Mornings are darker.

It's darker earlier in the evening.

Days are still warm but . . .different.

Air is crisp.

It takes a bit longer to be ready to shed the sweatshirt.

I find myself wanting to cocoon in a little longer.

I'm sad to see you go summer.

I didn't get nearly enough days to lie and around and do nothing.

But then . . . I never do.

But Fall - I am happy to welcome you in.

I have missed you.

I am looking forward to breaking out the sweaters.

I am looking forward to warm comfort foods . . .

soups, slow cooked meals.

I am looking forward to lighting candles.

Drinking hot tea.

Thick comforters.

Thick socks.

 

OK - I think I am ready.