Embracing Fall

Since we’ve lived in Virginia, fall has become one of my favorite seasons.  Summer is usually too hot and sticky to enjoy much.  People here don’t know how to handle winter.  Spring is at the top of the list with fall.

I love the cool crisp air of autumn, the magnificent colors of the leaves, and the undeniable urge to begin hunkering down and cuddling up.

Hot tea tastes best this time of year.  And though kettle corn is sold throughout the summer, it just makes more sense right now.

In fall, McIntosh apples become available at the grocery store and I buy up a bag right away, eager to make apple pie and crisp.  There is one cooling in the fridge (the way Casey likes it) as I write this.

I’ve also set out my fall candles, mulled cider and pumpkin spice.  This kind of annoys Casey because the smells make him think there’s good things cooking when until today there hasn’t been.  Like I said though, pie is here.  And pumpkin bread will be later this week.

I am glad Abel was born just before fall began.  As he grows up, his birthday will likely be celebrated in Vermont a lot, a place where fall is a time the state is glorified.  I pray he grows up embracing this cozy season as I have learned to do.