The Romance of Autumn

by Nola on October 12, 2012

In the Pacific Northwest, where I live, we have had an unusually long “Indian Summer” this year. The past month has been dry and golden, with temperatures in the 70s and clear blue skies. Everyone has remarked on how spoiled we’ve gotten and how hard it will be when the rainy weather finally comes.

Well, today it came. Cold, windy, wet, autumn weather. When those first drops hit the sidewalk outside our shop, I felt a surge of dismay. And then I remembered: Autumn is my favorite time of year. Like most people, I love the riotous colors of the maples, especially when they flame against the backdrop of cool green fir trees. I love the smell of wood smoke in the air and how big the harvest moon looks sailing in a sea of silver clouds. I love the bounty of fresh produce waiting to be put up in shiny glass jars. I love the cozy fire crackling in our woodstove every evening.

Autumn is a time to slow down. To notice the good things in life. It’s a time to take stock and be grateful for what we have. And it is certainly a time for curling up with a favorite author and getting lost in a well-crafted story. I’m reading one now, Blackberry Summer, by Raeanne Thayne. It’s one of those small-town tales with characters so real you feel like you’ve known them for years, and a story line that invites you in to stay awhile. I love those kinds of books: books you get lost in for hours at a time. Autumn gives us permission to do just that. So choose something wonderful to read ― the choices are endless ― then pull up close to the fire or snuggle in a fluffy blanket and just read. Ahhh. The romance of Autumn!

“Small town…big love.”

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