Autumn air is fresher (and not so full of pollen) and the fragrance…nothing smells better to me than dried leaves and hot cider and pumpkin pie! Fall has the best holidays, too. I love Halloween and Thanksgiving, and although Christmas is technically in winter, the preparation for it takes place in autumn so I think that counts. Almost forgot—Black Friday. That is a holiday, isn’t it?
Some alleged beauty guru in the ’80's came up with the idea of categorizing skin tones by season and choosing clothing colors based on that. Well, apparently I’m autumn on the outside as well as the inside since I look best in burnt oranges, dark greens, and golds. What can I say? In my mind, I’m an autumn goddess!
I grew up on a small farm in southwestern Ohio, and one of my fondest memories is of playing in the cornfields after the stalks had been cut at the base and bundled together into a teepee-like structure called a “shock.” The purpose was to keep the ears of corn from falling to the ground while they were drying, but as far as I was concerned, shocks were made for my dog, King, and me to hide in. We shared them with the milkweed that had grown around the stalks before they were cut and which I picked apart to pull out the fluffy seeds. Occasionally I discovered we shared a shock with spiders, and I quickly vacated the premises. That didn’t seem to bother King, but then dogs get along better with spiders than I do. Thanks to mechanical pickers, you rarely see shocks today except in decorative displays, and the world is drearier for it.
Fall is back-to-school time and I even loved that as a kid. I didn’t admit it to other kids, of course, for fear of being ostracized as a “brain.” This was the fifties, mind you--a gentler time so my classmates probably wouldn't have beaten me up. My most vivid memories are always connected to smells, and the smell of chalk and books that permeates a school during the first few days of a new school year always charged me up. Although I prefer to read ebooks now, they just don’t smell as good as a real book. Hmmm…maybe Amazon should look into that. You can buy sprays that smell like new cars, so why not a Kindle that smells like a new book? I’d buy one, wouldn’t you?
Winter can get depressing, spring has too many bugs, and summer drains me with its heat and humidity. Fall energizes me. This summer I’ve had a hard time writing, but now I’m ready to sit down at the keyboard, hot cider at hand, and make up stuff. Life is good!