Growing up on Staten Island, I used to dislike the arrival of fall. Except for the fun of Halloween, it just seemed such a dreary, cold and all around dreadful time of year. As a youngster, Spring was my time - the warmer breezes, clear sunshine, tulips and irises...that's when I felt truly alive and enjoyed being banished to the outdoors during the day so our parents could get things done around the house without all of us kids stomping around.
But growing older, and having moved to more temperate climes, I find that Fall is beginning to be one of my favorite times of year. Walking with our dogs through the crunching leaves, feeling the chill of the air settling in, and that crisp-ness that only comes in October here in the Ozarks. It makes me long for a good book, wood in the old cast iron stove and hot chocolate warming a mug filled with marshmallows.
Watching the leaves change from golden to red, and the berries come out on the dogwoods for the birds, and stealing that last afternoon catnap in the hammock before the real cold sets in. Even our cats are enjoying the change in the seasons. We often find them at our heels, walking with us and the dogs through the woods, venturing out to climb trees and chase unsuspecting lizards.
Yep, the wheel is definitely turning, and the New Year is just around the corner. What will it bring on the chill of October, as we celebrate those who have passed and look ahead to the year before us. I for one am ready to embrace what's coming, and to look within for what will be.
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