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Sunday Snippet: The Oh, Hell, I Almost Forgot Edition

I know, I know. It’s Sunday Snippet time and I’m here editing away and dammit! It hit me that I hadn’t posted my blog yet. Is 2:30 on Sunday afternoon too late? I’m saying no.

I have a list of blog prompts for each month of the year, which I do not consider cheating, merely assisting. Sometimes, when I’ve got nothin’, like today, these prompts are my best source of inspiration. Today’s is “What are the best things about fall?”

This is a terrific one for me because I love fall. Right off, I’m a fall baby–born in late September, along with my brother, my grandmother, my sister, my brother-in-law, two cousins, Son’s father-in-law, and numerous friends. September is a great month for birthdays. I’m a firm believer in having month-long birthdays, so I start celebrating September 1 and don’t stop until September 30.

Fall brings cool breezes, crisp night, and gorgeous sunrises and sunsets. Even rain showers and thunderstorms are better in the fall. It’s garden cleanup time and although, on one hand, I hate clipping back flowers and plants, on the other, the cleared away gardens remind me there will be new life in the spring. Soon, I’ll enlist neighbor Mary to tell me what gets cut down and what gets dug up and what needs to be moved somewhere else.

Fall at the lake means no more swimming as the cooler nights make the lake shivery cold, but we can still boat for a while and admire the gorgeous trees as they change from summer green to all shades of yellow, red, and orange. Fall is the start of fireplace season–I love fires in the fireplace and bonfires at the lake.

Fall is sweatshirts and jeans and corduroy jackets and yoga pants and maybe even scarves now and then, but not yet heavy winter coats and gloves and hats. It’s walks in the neighborhood that leave you feeling smugly exercised, but not particularly sweaty. It’s trips to the orchard for apples and cider and my once-a-year caramel apple treat. It’s homemade veggie soup, chili, and warm bread. Apple pie and Husband’s delish pumpkin pie and coffee in the afternoon instead of iced tea.

For some, fall is a sad time–they mourn the end of summer. But autumn is not an ending for me, rather it’s a beginning–it’s my time of renewal.

How about you? What do you love about fall?

Stay well, stay safe, wear your mask, and most of all, stay grateful!