Today, as I was driving through town with my littlest sister, it hit me that it was finally fall! I know that it has technically been fall since September, but I don’t believe fall officially starts until the leaves begin to change. Until you see people wandering around town in their boots and fall colors – burnt sienna, dark green, browns and reds. Until it has rained for the first time and you don’t feel guilty curling up on your couch at 4 p.m. on a Saturday afternoon to watch Happy Thanksgiving Charlie Brown (or any other show that’s on TV at that time in the afternoon… like Property Brothers, That 70’s Show, or Keeping Up with the Kardashians…) Until the apple guy is back at the farmers market and you can buy his cider to heat up with cinnamon and cloves.
On that drive through town earlier today, we passed by a dad and his kids playing on the lawn in front of the public library. They were playing in the leaves, making piles and jumping in them. The dad was documenting it on his iPhone in between throwing leaves and running around with his kids. It was so sweet. =
Isn’t that what this season is all about?