Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Fall is in the air

The first nip of fall covers the land like a blanket. Cool temperatures hug the trees, the air smells like aging flowers and browning leaves. I can tell by the way I shiver a little in the morning, that I pull the windows shut, that I need a sweatshirt. It's another life cycle coming to an end, the trees that burst so beautifully with greenery are preparing to dream. I think of hot apple cider, pumpkins, dark evenings curled up with a blanket and a book. I think of steaming baths, red wine and candles, a fireplace flickering with forgotten memories. It's comforting, the way the world turns and the seasons change. It's been happening for centuries, millenia. It's comforting to know that when everything dies, it's not the end, that in a few short months, the air will once again smell of dandilions and sunshine, of life's first breath.


Lisa said...

Another poetic posting, Kristin. It makes me wish fall were here already!

Travis said...

fall is my favorite time of year...it starts with my birthday and ends with Thanksgiving!

Dan-Eric Slocum said...

What a lovely post. Fall is so delightful here in the Pacific Northwest.

You have me really looking forward to it.