The Light Side
We’re one week into the fall and I love it!
I love the thrill of spotting the first tinges of color accenting the trees as they prepare for their winter nap.
I love apples—fresh from the orchard, baked in pies and crisps, warm and oozing out of my apple mill, and cold, brisk cider.
I love the warmth of fall colors—the accent of orange pumpkins and purple cabbages on front porches; spotted and striped gourds on my table; and cheerful mums of rust, burgundy, and yellow.
I love the nip in the air that prompts sweaters and hoodies and gives reason to light a fire.
I love the ever-changing carpet of red, yellow, and brown leaves, the swishing sound when I shuffle through them, and the piles at the curb inviting the child in me to jump in.
I love the aroma of pumpkin bread in the oven, the salty crunch of toasted pumpkin seeds, and a slice of pumpkin pie (with real whipped cream).
I love the creeping darkness that edges in a little sooner each evening, enticing me to curl up earlier with my book.
I love the anticipation of Thanksgiving, retelling the pilgrims’ story, writing what we’re thankful for on a large white poster, counting our blessings, a roasted turkey with stuffing and sweet potatoes, and too many dessert choices.
What do you love about the fall?
BARBARA HIGBY 