There’s a hint of autumn in the air. Today is the first of September, fall is just three weeks away. It has been raining in Enid off and on – in August! Unusual in Oklahoma. Just a few weeks ago, it was over 100°. Soon everything will be pumpkin spice, until you can’t hear, see, or taste it one more time. But at first it’s great. By 8:30 tonight it will be almost dark. I don’t like that.
Leaves will turn colors and then fall, crunching under your feet. Sweaters will come out of the drawer and flip flops will end up at the back of the closet (well, for some people). I love fall. I think I love all the seasons – at first. Then before the three months are up, I’m ready for the next season.
My husband will be glad when mowing season is over. I need to harvest basil and make pesto soon. It’s thigh high in my herb garden and has take over all the other herbs. I’ll save the seeds and sprinkle them on the ground for next year. Same with the dill that is hiding behind the basil.
I love change. I’m easily bored. I’ve always been this way since I was a child and will probably die getting ready for the next big thing.
Right now, I’m eating all the peaches and watermelon I can get while they are still wonderful. For some reason, I never get tired of fresh summer fruit. But I do love fall and spring. The jury is still out on winter, but I’ll get a lot of writing done when it is cold.
While the weather is still in a state of flux, enjoy the change. Embrace it, roll around in it, and remember there’s always an other change just around the corner.
Do you love change? What season is your least favorite?