It’s that time of year again! Fall has full set over us and the leaves are all turning bright colors and falling on the ground to be crunched under my feet. This pleases me greatly. As you should all know by now, fall is my favorite season. I love to watch the leaves changing colors on the trees; I love the cool air, that smell that comes with it. I can’t explain it, but I love it. I love everything about it.
Well, almost everything. I could do without the rain. I know it’s necessary but still, it dampens the leaves, makes them lose their crunch and the crunch is the best part. But the rain doesn’t last forever, thankfully, and then the sun comes out and dries everything up and then the leaves crunch again. I’ve been realize this year how morbid the season is in reality. We are watching and enjoying the dying of the leaves. I feel it’s something akin to watching someone go bald. I could think of a more morbid example but I’m not going to share it with you. So in essence we are pointing at the balding trees and laughing at their baldness. What fantastic people we are. Then again, I doubt the trees care. They’re feeling rather sleepy as it is and probably don’t notice much.
Fall is the perfect time for driving. Which sucks because gas prices are still high and driving for fun really isn’t the cheapest option. Still, I got lucky this year. The fastest way to Geneva from my house happens to be down a beautifully forested road with stunning trees on either side. So every morning and every afternoon I get to drive down and see all the beautiful trees and it makes me happy. I saw a brilliant orange tree yesterday on my way to make pizza with some friends. The sun was shining on it just right to light up the whole tree, making it look almost on fire. It was beautiful and I didn’t even get to take a picture. Sad, really, since I’ll probably never see it lit like that again.
What I would really like to do is go down to the park sometime soon and take pictures with the threes. And go swinging. I like swinging. I went swinging with a friend last night… probably slightly illegal, being in the park at 8:00 pm when it’s all dark and most of the park is roped off. But they didn’t rope of this part therefore we were allowed to be there. It was far too dark to enjoy the trees, though. We could see the moon, though, that was nice. It was a rather nice evening of silly dark playground fun.
The other thing about fall is the holidays; Halloween for dressing up, Thanksgiving for eating lots of food, and birthday soup, which is no longer a holiday even for us. Sad, really, I like soup. I’ve been eating it since Saturday. It’s funny, though, the more you eat, the less substance it has. All the meat and veggies and pasta get scooped up and the broth is left for the most part until it’s all broth and no meat or veggies or pasta. That’s okay, though. I’ll eat the broth with bread and be happy.
I’ll be preparing for Halloween soon, and, as depressing as it might be, working on Christmas already. How sad is that? I have to start working on my brother’s present if I want it to be done in time, and Kylie and I are going to start on Christmas cookies soon. Oh Sigh, fall goes by too fast.