A time of harvest and thanksgiving.
Warm colors and changing leaves.
Blah, blah, blah.
I love fall. It’s my favorite season. But if I’m being honest…
The only time of the year it’s acceptable to eat
your feelings as much as you want because it’s the holidays.
The end of making excuses why we can’t go to the beach or the pool and I can leave the bathing suit on the top shelf of the closet where it belongs.
The Ladies Retreat–a weekend with no men and no children and no responsibilities. Just God and us women, feeling loved and appreciated.
Coloring my hair the perfect shade of dark chocolate with just a hint of red.
Not shaving my legs every stinking day.
And that is why I really love Fall.
If you’re in one of the areas of the country still sweltering in summer-like temperatures, perhaps George Eliot can help bring some autumnal memories to the surface:
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive
autumns. ~George Eliot
For you, what does autumn evoke?