It was hot and humid for days. We all were anxiously waiting for different weather. And in the process of changing weather it was expected that we'd have a major storm. But...
The weather changed. Now it's cool and dry. No storm for us. Just a gentle change from hot/humid to cool/dry. Nice. Everyone is more at ease.
But it seems we went suddenly from Summer with a capital S to almost fall. With the windows open you can hear the rustle of a few dry leaves being scuttled down the street by the wind. It makes you go hunh, when did that happen?
I like fall. The cooler temperatures. The drier air. Thoughts of jackets & coats. The plaid fabric in the stores. The tweedy fields after they have been tilled. Harvesttime. Riding along in the combine to get to see DH for a bit. And school starting. The school supplies in the stores. Why is it when I think of school starting I always think of crayons? And a real old fashioned tablet of paper....I think it had a red cover with an Indian on it....am I right??
So, all seasons are good but fall is probably my favorite closely followed by spring. It's the changes that make them interesting.