It took a while. I wasn’t sure we would have one. We had record highs in September and early October was warm too but we are now into typical fall weather — cool crisp nights with a warming during the day.
There are a lot of things to like about fall. The air is crisp but the earth is still warm enough that it doesn’t feel cold. The beloved husband and I have spirited discussions about how a temperature doesn’t always feel the same. (Many of these discussions start with “why are you wearing a sweater when it’s 80 degrees?) A sunny 75 degrees is much warmer than a cloudy 75.
Most of the annual “clean-up” is done. One last thing needed for the pond. Last week I pulled out my tomato plants. They were still producing but the taste wasn’t as sweet and they didn’t last as long. One year I waited until the first frost and found myself working in the freaking cold! Nope. Not doing that again.
There is an ebb and flow to seasonal changes. Summer is hectic. There is outside work and social events going on. The approach of fall brings a slowdown that’s much appreciated before heading into the holiday season.
The window box full of flowers that need to be watered daily is emptied and ready for next spring. No more fertilizing. Once the trees drop their leaves, the cleanup is minimal (until that first dang big snowstorm!).
Even the cats have less interest in the porch. My cat Morgan is eagerly awaiting the first fire in the fireplace. She loves to be next to it giving stink-eye to anyone, feline or human, who blocks it.
A friend (who has a pool in his yard) once said, “As much as I love summer, I look forward to the hibernation that comes with the winter. It’s a time to regenerate.” I get that (even without a pool).
If only all snowstorms would be under six inches and winter would last six weeks, it would be good!