Ode to Fall

It's my favorite season.

And it's here!

Kind of.

The calendar says "First day of Autumn" on Tuesday (the 22nd). Yet, ironically it's supposed to be one of the hottest days of the year. I suppose that's what we get for moving to the high desert.

Every Fall I miss the change of seasons that we experienced in Virginia. Fall used to mean an end to the humidity and a whole bunch of my "favorite things" were about to begin.

Like apple-picking (and drinking cider, and making pies, and apple bread...)


And the pumpkin patch (and pumpkin pie, and pumpkin bread, and pumpkin seeds, and pumpkin spice lattes at Starbucks...)


And the LEAVES! It's one of the things I miss most about Virginia. We don't get a change of leaves here. (So if you are reading this and live where the leaves DO change, enjoy it...and then take some pictures and send them to me) !



And of course football, cinnamon candles, sweater weather, chilly nights, crackling fires, Thanksgiving, and great Fall produce.
Ah, I can almost smell it now.

It's coming. I know it is. Most of it anyway.

Until then, I will pretend that the "chill" is not my AC, and I will burn my cinnamon candles in protest of this heat wave.