I always can feel the seasons changing. Even when I was little. It would be steamy August and summer and I’d get (more) freckles each week, and then all of a sudden I would wake up one day and feel the morning air was the slightest bit brisk. Even if the summer sun would burn it off quite quickly, I just knew that that was Fall, hinting at its impending entrance.
This is my ode to Autumn. It’s a little bit funny that Fall has almost become a total basic girl cliché. I realized this today while daydreaming about pumpkin spice flavors, plaid scarves, and apple orchards, even though it’s currently about 78 degrees. Speaking of which, apparently it’s PSL day since Starbucks launches all the pumpkin drinks today. I’m usually underwhelmed by the actual pumpkin spice latte but their new Pumpkin Cream Cold Brew sounds like something I might need to try once.
I don’t really care that’s it’s so popular now because I’ve always been into flannel shirts and ankle boots and wandering through leaf-lined paths. Maybe it’s just social media that’s shed the light on the fact that just about every other person loves it too.
That crispness in the air? Pumpkins out front at the grocery store? The Halloween stores opening up? Pinecones, chrysanthemums, leaves of every color? Hiking without the gnats and ticks?
I’m here for it all.
The hot coffee, the beautiful sunsets, the leather jackets, the comfort food. The tights! Haha, a pale girl like me loves tight season.
I think Fall is a favorite for many people because it’s not as harsh as summer or winter. It’s leading into the time when we normally get cozy and slow down a little. School starts, and no matter how long I’ve been out, I get a little wistful for bouquets of freshly sharpened pencils.
I also start to feel more like myself again when the air gets cooler. I’ve often wondered why. Is it because I was born in winter? I feel at home there? There’s just a little extra something in my aura this time of year. As much as a I try to explain it and list the wonderful attributes of the season, I can never put my finger on it. I don’t really want to. If you know me, you know I love a little magic in my life and that’s what the unexplainable is. Magic.
P.S. What’s your favorite thing about Autumn?