I love the fall. Though I enjoy all the seasons: the restlessness of spring, the long evenings of summer, and the storms of winter, fall is my favorite. It is peaceful. It is quiet. And above all, it is beautiful.
The other evening at Bible study we had potluck and at every table were fall related questions for us to answer and get to know each other a little better. My three favorite questions, if I remember them correctly, were 1) What is your favorite fall color? 2) What event tells you fall has arrived? and 3) What is your favorite fall smell?
All of the colors were mentioned though for me, I think it is the combination of the oranges, reds, and yellows that make fall so spectacular.
As for when fall begins, for some it was back to school, for others it was cool enough temperatures to start making soup, but for me it was when college football took over Saturday afternoons.
The answers for favorite smells were the most surprising. I was heading right for the food smells (no surprise there)--the spice, the pumpkin--but found myself agreeing with the others: the smell of burning dust when you turn the heater on for the first time, the smell of settled dust after the first rain, or the smell of someone’s wood stove or fireplace.
So what is fall to you? Is it when you start to get your sweaters out, stock up on hot chocolate, or go to the library to secure a stash of books to read? I hope you share but regardless, have a wonderful fall season.