Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Fall Has Definitely Arrived

The colors are really popping out. The reds and rusts finally joining the yellows. Many of the yellow trees have already lost most or all of their leaves. While beautiful, Fall is a sad time of year for me. I'm not sure why. Maybe it has something to do with the cooler temperatures, jackets or maybe because I know what is to follow. I don't much care for the bare trees and the colder temperatures. Not to mention the snow that's going to follow. I hate having to put on a jacket to go out.  I especially dislike wearing socks and heavy shoes.
Not that I like the heat of Summer. I don't. You can keep the 90 degree temperatures.  To me that heat is as bad as the freezing cold. You have to close everything up and although you don't have to wear a jacket, there's only so much you can take off.

Nope, give me Spring,  early Summer and early Fall any day .  I like when you can open windows, smell the fresh air and go outside without a jacket. 

But, alas, it's Fall and Winter isn't far behind. That's the way life goes and there's nothing I can do to change it. I'll live with it the same way I always have all these years.  And I'll actually enjoy the first snowfall and the beauty of a blanket of white. But I will soon tire of it. Winter lasts way too long.

I'll spend my time writing and waiting for Spring.


Charlie said...

I'm a warm weather person as well. But I do appreciate the change of seasons...just wish the colder ones would change through faster leaving us with longer springs. Thanks for sharing.

Heather Haven said...

Roseanne, we live in the foothills of San Jose, where the living is relatively easy. I will say, however, I do miss Autumn's colors and smells, the briskness of the air. When Autumn sets in around here, the leaves just cough and fall to the ground with a sigh. The nights turn cooler and soon the days will follow. Our winters are short but dull. Rain, rain, rain, and then in February, spring appears, which is truly beautiful and my favorite time of year. I would love to spend one afternoon delighting in the fall colors then hurry home to my 68 degrees. Ah, life!

Roseanne Dowell said...

Ah Heather, I too would miss the colors, but I wouldn't mind Spring rearing it's beautiful head in February. It's the shortest month of the year and feels like the longest. At least in March we know it won't be long. But February - dreary boring month around here.