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Thursday, October 1, 2009
It's Fall!
Fall is my favorite Season. It tends to bring out my childish side. I love the whole idea of Fall. The cooler weather. The beautiful colors. Pumpkins, hayrides, cider, Scarecrow's, it seems to bring a smile to everyone's face. I want to decorate! I want to buy gords and pumpkins and a bale of hay! I want to sit on the patio all morning with a cup of coffee and do absolutely nothing. I want to buy Candy Corn and play in the leaves that have fallen from the trees.
Fall is an awakening of sorts. It is our goodbye to Summer. A 'So-Long' to the heat and the always running Air-Conditioner. Fall allows you to open all your windows and sit in the livingroom taking in the breezes that blow through your house. The crisp air of Fall gives you an excuse to bring out your comfie blankets and snuggle up on the couch with your honey.
I think of my mother in the Fall. She loved the smell of the burning leaves. In the fall our neighbors as well as ourselves, would rake the leaves into a pile and instead of putting them in a garbage bag (I don't think they even existed) or garbage cans, everyone would set their leaves on fire. The leaves were always damp from the morning dew so instead of a complete burn, the leaves would smolder instead sending streams of smoke throughout the neighborhood. I can still hear my Mother saying "I love that smell. It is the first sign of Fall." This makes me believe that my love for Fall comes naturally. Like my Mother, there are smells of Fall that you can't compare to any other holiday.
I welcome Fall with open arms. I say hello to the colder air and the comfie blankets. Bring on the Pumpkins and the Bales of Hay. Remind us Fall, of Childhood memories and the precious smell of smoldering leaves.
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