I love fall.
I will say it again, this time in all-caps: I LOVE FALL!
There is less back-sweating, humidity-suffering, sunburning, heat-indexing and hurricaning. And while the sun isn’t currently lined up astronomically for it to be technically fall, something magical happens today that says Autumn is right over the horizon (in Atlanta):
College Football starts today.
I can almost feel the cool, crisp autumn morning breezes now.
Thanks be to the Football Gods.
Even the trees are getting into the act. They are mixing oranges, yellows and reds on their palettes to paint the landscape.
The world will soon be awash in color.
I know a lot of you love Spring. I’ll admit it has its moments. The “flowers and rebirth of life” thingy is cool. But the whole “Snot stalactites because of copious pollen” thingy ruins Spring for me. And tornadoes. I’m not a big fan of tornadoes. Spinning clouds of pollen that sound like a freight train scares even more snot out of me. Auntie Em! Auntie Em!
Maybe the yellow brick road was just covered with pollen? I digress.
Don’t get me wrong. I love summer — for the first nine months of it. But after a while, it is the guest who has overstayed the party. My power bills are screaming for relief. And then there’s that back sweating thing. I won’t miss days that feel like you are living under a tongue.
I LOVE FALL!
Yes, I like winter a little bit, too. Especially those dark mornings and evenings, snow-freakouts and the resulting hoarding bread and milk. I love bread and milk. But I’ll still take fall.
Did I mention I LOVE FALL?
And since I am now entering the fall of my life. (My hair, if it remains attached to my Klingon-textured head, will change colors like the leaves soon enough), I had better love it. It’s the time of my life where I can now be like the industrious squirrel and start collecting nuts for the winter.
Nah. Think I’ll be the squirrel that sits in the recliner and watches college football.
I’d be nuts not to.
So thanks be to Fall. And all the beauty it brings to my life.