So, it's been a while, hasn't it?
The wonderful website whatweekisit.com informs me that it is, in fact, the 43rd week of the year. So. Yes. Well.
*clears throat* Anyways...
After what seemed like unnatural amounts of sunshine the last few weeks, it's actually starting to feel cold. And I couldn't be happier. I love fall for its variety, for the way everything around us changes so fast. I love the warm, golden days of September, the deep colours of early October, and the blustery storms of November. But most of all I love the contrast, that feeling when you see the first red leaves, the first dusting of frost, or the first snowflakes drifting down from a hazy sky. It's a new beginning in a season of endings.
This new chill in the air makes going outside so invigorating - and makes coming back inside all the more comforting. It makes socks and sweaters and blankets earn their keep. And it makes hot chocolate and Starbucks into tactical maneuvers in the war against being cold.
It means that there are essays to be written, midterms to be taken, and boring books to be read, but it also means that we are almost there, the holidays are now in sight. It means deadlines and countdowns and making a point to start thinking about planning to remember to start gift shopping.
When someone says they don't like fall, they either still miss summer or they're impatient for winter. They are looking for something specific, in a large amount. What they fail to realize is that fall has everything you could want - sun, beautiful landscapes, chilly air, a bit of snow - but only in small doses, to be savoured and remembered. Fall makes us appreciate every gorgeous day, whether it's +20 or -10. It makes us take notice of the strange and fantastic environment around us, and the crazy things it can do.
Hopefully I can find some time in my busy weeks to slow down and give fall the appreciation it deserves.
(And also to catch up on blog posts)
Goodnight, bloglings
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