Why I (Mostly) Like The Fall

Having lived the first part of my life in the mid-west, I became very accustom to there being actual changes in the seasons. Spring gave way to summer, summer to fall, fall to winter, and winter to spring. And, there are aspects about all of the seasons I like and dislike. For instances, I love snow…

However, I always looked forward to the fall. The cooler days and nights (especially good for sitting around a fire pit), the changes in the leaves, the smell of burning leaves, the fields being emptied of their fruits, going to the orchards for apples, the beginning of squirrel and dove hunting seasons… It was great!

I still like the fall, for most of the same reasons. These days I mostly enjoy the cooler weather, and a good change in color of the foliage. Where I don’t get out as much as I used to just to tromp around in the woods, I still like getting out and taking a walk and just seeing all of the changes. This is what I missed most about living out west where the seasons did not have such a marked difference. (And if you’ve seen one Aspen change to a different shade of gold, you’ve seen them all.)

I guess a few things about the fall I don’t enjoy is the extra dust coming out of the fields, and the allergy aggravating foliage that comes out right before the frosts and freezes kill them, and the turbulent weather that wreaks havoc on my sinuses – which has been going on for about a week now.

But still… It’s fall… And I’ve been to the orchard, and I’ve been able to get out and take some walks, and enjoy the cooler weather and the changing color of the leaves. And sinuses be damned, I’m still glad to be here to enjoy it all.