Today I gave in fully to Fall. I am wearing corduroys and drinking a pumpkin latte.
Somehow, summer seems to have passed right by me. But, I love September (I do realize that it is officially still August, but for all practical purposes it is September). I cherish the inherent feeling of new beginnings that comes with the cooler weather. September means empty notebooks and settling into comfortable routines.
Maybe because of the uncomfortableness of the last six weeks associated with my broken jaw the change in seasons is welcomed a bit more than usual this year. And also, maybe because I feel a lot of hopefulness in possibilities that could accompany the falling leafs.
The weather forecast indicates that the rain is not in fact likely here to stay and I am certain that in a bit I will wish for my summer back, for more time with the sunshine. Certainly, I could use a bit more time on mountains or at the beaches.
But right now, today, I feel ready for baking and cozy dinners. For rain boots and scarves. Cuddling up with TV marathons, crossword puzzles, and good books. For football and snack food. For fishing, flannel shirts, and puffy vests. Candles and homebrew. Right now, today, I feel ready for September.