It’s been a good summer. I cannot believe it’s over and it seems to have taken three years all at once. I bought about four dozen fall scented candles last week. I dug out all my Martha Stewart September through November issues from the past many years that I have been nerdily collecting. I signed The Max up for school today. I’m ready.
Nothing…NOTHING excites me more than the beginning of fall. I live for it. I dream of wool sweaters as soon as the April thaw hits. A yearly heaven is beginning. Here’s a list of the things I anticipate when September hits:
Pencils-The kind you sharpen
Knitting and Crocheting-exclusively cold weather activities
Football-I never follow. I love the sound in the background as I sit and read the Sunday paper and look at Target ads.
Orange- leaves, pumpkins, etc
Dark nights before I even get home from work and dark mornings as I wake up
The smell of neighbors’ fireplaces. The first one you get a whiff of each year is the most memorable.
Clearly, I would go on for hours…What did I miss?