The air changes. It's cooler and fresher. And some mornings and nights there is a hint of winter in the air. Crisp. Like an apple.
The light is different too. Summer is bright and almost harsh. But fall is a softer light, more mellow. And with harvest going on there is dust floating around that gives it a hazy appearance and makes for the most amazing colored harvest moon.
Fall is a time of cleaning out the gardens, canning the extra produce and generally battening down the hatches for the next season that is quickly approaching.
I haven't been in school for decades but I liked getting back to school in the fall. I was a caboose child and in many ways an only child and starting back to school was a time filled with seeing friends again. Basically I always enjoyed school...Literature especially but math was fun too until I got to high school. I'm looking at you, theorems.
And so I like fall. Or at least early fall. I like fall until we get to the days like today. Grey. Raining. Cold. Windy.
Yea. Fall just lost it's appeal.
