Sep 24, 2022·edited Sep 24, 2022Liked by Holly Rabalais
I am not a person who thrives when it's hot -- and I define "hot" as anything upwards of 75 degrees -- so I am happy when summer is over, or on its way out. I do love fall, but it's not so much fall as it is "not-summer," so I also love winter and spring. (Okay, I REALLY love winter, but that's more of a survival mechanism, native Wisconsinite as I am.)
Beautifully written. I'm trying to embrace fall more. It's been a season of sorrow in the past, but there's so much to enjoy, too. As with many things about this life, I suppose. :)
I feel about fall the way I do about all of the seasons: a mix of anticipation and foreboding. I love some things about each season and dislike some things. (This is why I didn't vote in your poll--I would have checked "none of the above". Of course, living in San Francisco, I miss the seasons altogether, because we don't have any. Well, we actually do, but they are Fire, Flood, Earthquake and Fog (at least I like the fog).
I'm a big fan of fall, though lately ours starts out with a healthy dose of smoke from wildfires. It's been so hot and dry up here in the PNW this year, the arrival of fall is very welcome! Halloween is my favorite holiday, so that's a big bonus in this season.
Thanks for the shout out Holly. It really has been more than unseasonably hot- even in Tulsa. As for capitalizing the seasons, I agree. We name things we love and we honor them with an initial cap. 🧡🤎🍂
I ADORE September - it's second only to May, in my opinion. Where I live it's stayed pretty warm so far. I live near the bottom right-hand corner of the UK, where the weather's not bad anyway, but yesterday, on a mountain in a part of the country which I have in the past rather unkindly called 'The Frozen North'. we had an unexpectedly warm, sunny t-shirt-and-should-have-worn-shorts day.
The scent of the new autumn always reminds me of the first day back at school, when every year my brother and I would be photographed on the front doorstep of home by my dad. I wonder where all those pictures are now?! We don't have any children so generally the start of the new school year passes me by - the only change for me is that I get stuck in more traffic more often at school drop-off and pick-up times in town!
I’ve lived close to the equator all my life. Now, in North America, I dread and curse the coming of Winter. Fall is a depressing reminder of what is to come. It’s already 10 degrees Celsius outside! 😰
Sep 25, 2022·edited Sep 25, 2022Liked by Holly Rabalais
Very mixed feelings on Fall. On the one hand, it's shorts-and-a-hoodie season, so that's my time to shine, fashion-wise. And I live in a college town, so the start of the school year brings it's own electrci energy.
On the other hand, I have no intertest in pumpkin spice Windex, or any of the other commercialized nonsense (I will carve out an exception for apple fritters). And it means winter is just that much closer.
As for fall, I knew I'd never by the popular kid at school when I realized how much I loved walking to school on a crisp fall morning, my backpack filled with new school supplies... Which is fine.
I get what you say about autumn and all that it once represented...the end of a playful summer and the transition into a new school year...the leaves turning color and falling playfully to the ground...the smell in the air...and yes, the end of baseball season - good if my team was crap during the summer, and exciting if my team was still playing when the calendar flipped into October. There was always so much to appreciate about autumn.
These days are different for me...
Like your Grandmother, I look at autumn differently now and think of darkness and decay. I wonder if the world around me and all its beauty will ever return to what I once embraced - it's sort of like a young version of me wondering if I would ever again enjoy the carefree feeling of playing at the river all day...of learning to stand on skis while jetting across a boat's wake...of mindlessly tasting hot dogs and burgers without thinking - or even caring - where that meat came from...what kind of suffering happened so I could enjoy that taste for a few seconds?
I was hiking last week through a beautiful Swiss valley. Normally the trees would be in their best autumn costume...adorned in red and orange. But this year, everything was still green - nature seemed hesitant to change fully into autumn...even though all around me there were signs of a permanent state of autumn... My first glimpse of the majestic Rosegg Glacier appeared later than it should - later even than it did the previous year. It is now half of what it was just 10 years ago...and that is surely a sign of transition - a change I feel hopeless in changing. I want the beautiful glacier to remain...to please eyes for generations...and I don't know what will emerge once the glacier drips its last drop and is no more.
I have always needed to be knee deep in fresh powdery snow to ever enjoy winter. The biting cold on my face and wind that stabs through my coats and into my bones are the worst parts of being in the northeast. The snow itself is wondrous and charming (when you get to stay home).
Fall has always been my favorite. It’s family birthdays and my birthday as well. The weather, cozy clothes, and leaf changes have always been comforting. As a plant parent now, though, I’ve come to love later spring and summer more. Watching my garden grow and treating myself like one of the plants (getting adequate water and sunshine) has become therapeutic.
Sep 24, 2022·edited Sep 24, 2022Liked by Holly Rabalais
I welcome Fall. Here in Florida during the summer months, it is way too hot for me. When I was younger, it was fine. I was always outside playing sports. Of course, when it is 30 degrees, I'll be saying, where is that warmer weather? :)
I selected "jumping in the leaves". That is one of the things I miss about living up north. Watching the leaves change and going to get cider at the local cider mill. I'm originally from New York State.
Unfortunately, we are in the cone for Tropical Storm Ian, soon to be Hurricane. We are hoping and praying that it doesn't come here. We used to wish that the storms would steer away from us and go toward TX, LA, or MS. Now that I know you're from there, I can't make that statement. No one should ever have to deal with a hurricane or tropical storm. Been there, done that! It's no fun.
I am not a person who thrives when it's hot -- and I define "hot" as anything upwards of 75 degrees -- so I am happy when summer is over, or on its way out. I do love fall, but it's not so much fall as it is "not-summer," so I also love winter and spring. (Okay, I REALLY love winter, but that's more of a survival mechanism, native Wisconsinite as I am.)
Beautifully written. I'm trying to embrace fall more. It's been a season of sorrow in the past, but there's so much to enjoy, too. As with many things about this life, I suppose. :)
I feel about fall the way I do about all of the seasons: a mix of anticipation and foreboding. I love some things about each season and dislike some things. (This is why I didn't vote in your poll--I would have checked "none of the above". Of course, living in San Francisco, I miss the seasons altogether, because we don't have any. Well, we actually do, but they are Fire, Flood, Earthquake and Fog (at least I like the fog).
I'm a big fan of fall, though lately ours starts out with a healthy dose of smoke from wildfires. It's been so hot and dry up here in the PNW this year, the arrival of fall is very welcome! Halloween is my favorite holiday, so that's a big bonus in this season.
“If Autumn were a person, he’d be Jesus.” Right on!
Every season has its own wonderful feeling and you really nailed the fall thing in this post.
Also, go Jonah!
Thanks for the shout out Holly. It really has been more than unseasonably hot- even in Tulsa. As for capitalizing the seasons, I agree. We name things we love and we honor them with an initial cap. 🧡🤎🍂
Another great read, Holly!
I ADORE September - it's second only to May, in my opinion. Where I live it's stayed pretty warm so far. I live near the bottom right-hand corner of the UK, where the weather's not bad anyway, but yesterday, on a mountain in a part of the country which I have in the past rather unkindly called 'The Frozen North'. we had an unexpectedly warm, sunny t-shirt-and-should-have-worn-shorts day.
The scent of the new autumn always reminds me of the first day back at school, when every year my brother and I would be photographed on the front doorstep of home by my dad. I wonder where all those pictures are now?! We don't have any children so generally the start of the new school year passes me by - the only change for me is that I get stuck in more traffic more often at school drop-off and pick-up times in town!
I’ve lived close to the equator all my life. Now, in North America, I dread and curse the coming of Winter. Fall is a depressing reminder of what is to come. It’s already 10 degrees Celsius outside! 😰
Very mixed feelings on Fall. On the one hand, it's shorts-and-a-hoodie season, so that's my time to shine, fashion-wise. And I live in a college town, so the start of the school year brings it's own electrci energy.
On the other hand, I have no intertest in pumpkin spice Windex, or any of the other commercialized nonsense (I will carve out an exception for apple fritters). And it means winter is just that much closer.
Also: Go Ducks!
"IYKYK" -- learned something new today!
As for fall, I knew I'd never by the popular kid at school when I realized how much I loved walking to school on a crisp fall morning, my backpack filled with new school supplies... Which is fine.
I get what you say about autumn and all that it once represented...the end of a playful summer and the transition into a new school year...the leaves turning color and falling playfully to the ground...the smell in the air...and yes, the end of baseball season - good if my team was crap during the summer, and exciting if my team was still playing when the calendar flipped into October. There was always so much to appreciate about autumn.
These days are different for me...
Like your Grandmother, I look at autumn differently now and think of darkness and decay. I wonder if the world around me and all its beauty will ever return to what I once embraced - it's sort of like a young version of me wondering if I would ever again enjoy the carefree feeling of playing at the river all day...of learning to stand on skis while jetting across a boat's wake...of mindlessly tasting hot dogs and burgers without thinking - or even caring - where that meat came from...what kind of suffering happened so I could enjoy that taste for a few seconds?
I was hiking last week through a beautiful Swiss valley. Normally the trees would be in their best autumn costume...adorned in red and orange. But this year, everything was still green - nature seemed hesitant to change fully into autumn...even though all around me there were signs of a permanent state of autumn... My first glimpse of the majestic Rosegg Glacier appeared later than it should - later even than it did the previous year. It is now half of what it was just 10 years ago...and that is surely a sign of transition - a change I feel hopeless in changing. I want the beautiful glacier to remain...to please eyes for generations...and I don't know what will emerge once the glacier drips its last drop and is no more.
I have always needed to be knee deep in fresh powdery snow to ever enjoy winter. The biting cold on my face and wind that stabs through my coats and into my bones are the worst parts of being in the northeast. The snow itself is wondrous and charming (when you get to stay home).
Fall has always been my favorite. It’s family birthdays and my birthday as well. The weather, cozy clothes, and leaf changes have always been comforting. As a plant parent now, though, I’ve come to love later spring and summer more. Watching my garden grow and treating myself like one of the plants (getting adequate water and sunshine) has become therapeutic.
I welcome Fall. Here in Florida during the summer months, it is way too hot for me. When I was younger, it was fine. I was always outside playing sports. Of course, when it is 30 degrees, I'll be saying, where is that warmer weather? :)
I selected "jumping in the leaves". That is one of the things I miss about living up north. Watching the leaves change and going to get cider at the local cider mill. I'm originally from New York State.
Unfortunately, we are in the cone for Tropical Storm Ian, soon to be Hurricane. We are hoping and praying that it doesn't come here. We used to wish that the storms would steer away from us and go toward TX, LA, or MS. Now that I know you're from there, I can't make that statement. No one should ever have to deal with a hurricane or tropical storm. Been there, done that! It's no fun.
Happy to hear about your brother and son.