I love the changing of the seasons. Spring and Fall are absolutely the best times of the year - maybe I love them because they are so fleeting (especially Spring in the South) but I think the reason is there is something magical about nature changing. And while Spring is beautiful, Fall is my favorite - perhaps that is the witchy side of me coming out.
I have been trying to figure out why I love the season so much. It is a combination of so many things - a beautiful palette of reds, oranges and yellows; children's anticipation (and mine) for Halloween and all its fun - pumpkin carving and trick-or-treating; Bringing out candles and ghost stories as the sun fades away; warm apple cider on a cool afternoon; hearty stews that boil on the stove all day and fill the house with delicious aromas; nestling in under a down comforter; football Saturdays and Sundays; and finally Thanksgiving Day gorging on scrumptious food surrounded by family.
Fall thus far has, well, sucked. Since the first of September, Nashville has pretty much lived under a rain cloud. It has been muggy, wet and plain miserable. But finally yesterday the sun came out, the wind has a bite of cold to it and I am in heaven. I spent the morning ushering out summer in the house and we are going to welcome fall this week so stay tuned as my children OD on everything Autmn. Apple Cider, anyone??
