Falling for Fall

Yesterday was the official start of fall. I love fall. As a kid I actually liked the start of the new school year as it was a chance to start anew. Technically fall is the end of the growing season, but I still think of it as the beginning of the year.

The days getting cool enough to turn off air conditioning and open the windows makes me happy. Perhaps because I grew up without air conditioning so the idea of sleeping with the windows open under a blanket, rather than with the windows open, sweating in my sheets might be another reason I like fall.

Russ is also having a happiness for fall feeling. Last night he made an apple crisp, all by himself because he was craving it. That is a purely fall taste.

I am also on the lookout for Christmas presents, which I think is a fall activity. I don’t like to wait until December to search for the perfect gift. December is for parties and so I like to be prepared with all the presents before the parties begin.

I look forward to sweaters, although you practically have to be in full on winter in North Carolina these days to need a sweater. I am at the ready for a cold fall day with my new Maine sweat shirt.

Don’t tell the other season show much I like fall. I am not playing favorites, but I am not unhappy it’s here.