Summer has left the building
We had a lengthy Indian summer here in Ontario. I suppose technically it doesn't count as an actual Indian summer, as I was alway taught that you only got one after it had turned cold. It never got cold.
As a matter of fact, the last few weeks of school have been especially difficult, because it was so hot and humid. Kids, teachers, and various support personnel were all feeling the heat. We were restless and grouchy and kept waiting for school to be out so we could go play!
But just in time for Thanksgiving (Please note Canadian content for your viewing pleasure), the weather got that proper crisp chill to the air. I happily pulled out my ribbed turtleneck sweater, leather jacket and boots. The candles were lit for those early evenings and the blanket throws were snuggled into. Finally, this weekend, the boat was closed up for the season, the northerly fall colours properly exclaimed over and I purchased my last basket of field tomatoes for the year.
Fall has always been my favourite time of year. I grew up in the SF Bay Area, so fall was never really about changing colours. It was about feeling that "ting" in the air, smelling the first wood fire of the season, feeling the late afternoon sun warming your shoulders and watching for a harvest moon. Here, in Canada, I get all that and colours too!
Summer, you were wonderful. Thank you for the time we shared together. But Autumn has shown up to claim her dance.
As a matter of fact, the last few weeks of school have been especially difficult, because it was so hot and humid. Kids, teachers, and various support personnel were all feeling the heat. We were restless and grouchy and kept waiting for school to be out so we could go play!
But just in time for Thanksgiving (Please note Canadian content for your viewing pleasure), the weather got that proper crisp chill to the air. I happily pulled out my ribbed turtleneck sweater, leather jacket and boots. The candles were lit for those early evenings and the blanket throws were snuggled into. Finally, this weekend, the boat was closed up for the season, the northerly fall colours properly exclaimed over and I purchased my last basket of field tomatoes for the year.
Fall has always been my favourite time of year. I grew up in the SF Bay Area, so fall was never really about changing colours. It was about feeling that "ting" in the air, smelling the first wood fire of the season, feeling the late afternoon sun warming your shoulders and watching for a harvest moon. Here, in Canada, I get all that and colours too!
Summer, you were wonderful. Thank you for the time we shared together. But Autumn has shown up to claim her dance.
posted by allison | 5:06 PM
3 Comments:
I whole heartedly agree. If I ever lived somewhere other than Ontario, the thing I would miss the most is the beauty of Autumn.
Autumn is my favorite time of year, too. It just something about that crisp air and the smell of decaying leaves.
Okay, that sounded gross, but you know what I mean!
I went home for the Thanksgiving weekend, and it was absolutely gorgeous! Ontario really is at its most lovely in the Autumn.
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