The changing of seasons is always exciting. A season lasts just long enough so that I never tire of it, just simply wave goodbye til next time. Now, as a native Californian, seasons don't show themselves in their fullest potential like they do in other parts of the United States so I rely more on the feelings or emotions or events of a particular season to get me excited about it.
Autumn is my favorite! There's something about this time of year that makes me feel like I just got home after the carefree adventures of summer. Maybe it's the rich colors of the season. The golds, browns, and reds produce a deep warmth while on the surface the air is cool and crisp.
NOT! Are you freakin kidding me with this heat!!!! Seriously? I am so done with being hot and sweaty I could scream! Summer has way worn out it's welcome and the autumn I so fondly speak of is way over due. Where the hell are you?
So in my effort to WILL autumn out of hiding I'm baking hot pancakes in the morning and chicken pot pies at night! I'm running the air, shutting the blinds, and bundling up in my cozies in staunch protest of this lingering summer/lazy fall. I'm ready to wear my sweaters, scarves, and dammit! I need an excuse to buy a new pair of boots!
The truth is: after a gluttonous summer I really need to hide my body with bulky-but-cute clothes. That is why the cold months follow the hot ones! That's why nature is a woman. She understands that summer is all about chips, salsa, and margaritas. She's just letting me down a little right now....
At any rate (in this case slow) I do look forward to all the things this coming season has to offer. Halloween and Thanksgiving. Family, friends, and cozy dinners. Time in the kitchen and sitting by the fire. Football! If I have to I'll keep the air running and the blinds closed and create my own personal autumn.
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