Welcome, Fall

Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall. ~F Scott Fitzgerald

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Fall is the nesting season.

Pumpkins beckon us from roadside stands to celebrate.

A pot of soup slowly, simmers on the stove, the smell warming us with anticipation of the goodness that lies ahead.

Book lists are at the ready enticing us with words that will settle into our souls as we find comfort for the long nights ahead.

The first bashful leaves drift to the ground playing hide and seek with the squirrels who are scampering to fill their pantry for winter.

Striking blue skies make promise of colorful days ahead when the trees will glow like warm honey, then blaze into fire red before they settle around us like a warm brown blanket.

Cheers for touchdowns waft on the cool night air speaking of a camaraderie that is strong and true.

Flannel and Wool trickle back into our wardrobes begging us to coordinate cozy layers that will carry us into Winter.

Hot chocolate and Apple Cider are once again inked to our grocery lists so we’ll have warm companionship for the chilly evenings.

Lights flicker in windows, shining out into the streets with a greeting that says, at last, we have come home.  This is our time to nest.

Welcome, Fall, it is so good to see you again.

Nesting in grace,

Teresa

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I Brake for Fall

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Tuesday, Sept. 8: Tell us about your favorite season. Why is it your favorite and what does it say about you?

I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.  L.M.Montgomery -Anne of Green Gables

I love fall, y’all!  

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I enjoy aspects of all the seasons and would not want to live anywhere that I couldn’t have seasonal changes.  But, fall is hands down my favorite time of year.  Spring is a near second, winter is a distant third and summer is dead last.  Summer is actually the one season I could easily skip, other than I do like the slower pace and when I was a teacher, having summers off was pretty cool.  And, definitely necessary. Enough said.

I think I came to realize that fall was my favorite time of year when I lived in Florida and it just wasn’t the same.  You miss what you don’t have.  It made me appreciate it all the more when we moved back North.  (But, then I missed the ocean, so there’s that.  But, really I’m more of a mountain girl.  I digress.)

Here is my list of reasons I love fall:

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To me fall says that I am a homebody, a lover of quiet evenings in front of the TV or with a good book.  It is a slowing down to enjoy time with family and friends. It speaks to the part of me that loves a pot of homemade soup simmering on the stove.  It sparks my creativity and allows some of my best photo shots and writing. If I am being totally honest, it also brings on a bit of melancholy that I have to guard against, but it still gives me some of my best moments in life.

I see fall as both a little bit spicy and practical.  It is no-nonsense, but serendipitous all at the same time.  It is a warm hug as well as a brusque nod in passing. It is a steadfast heart that loves without condition, but won’t be trampled.  It is chaotic and fragile, but stands strong in the storm.  It is a little rough around the edges, as well as gloriously beautiful in spirit.  Like me.

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What about you – what is your favorite time of year?  

Falling in Grace,

Teresa