I love this time of year. If I had to have a favorite, I think this would be it. In the fall things start slowing down, even just a little bit. The maples and oaks give forth thier last effort to be beautiful before they take their time off to rest. I love the colors of fall. The oranges, yellows, greens, reds and burgandys. So beautiful. This time of year it's good to take nice long walks, or sit in the backyard and read a book. It's not too hot and it's not too cold. The sky turns a rich cobalt before the grey skies of winter take over.
Inside, the windows start fogging up when I do the dishes at night. Comfort foods like homemade stew and roast begin to sound so good. Sometimes I think I can smell the yeast of fresh made bread as it cooks in the oven.
Yes, I love this time of year. I love that we, or maybe it's just me, can slow down. No more rushing to soccer games, no more weekend trips to where ever the wind may blow. This time of year it's nice to just be home. Just be with family. Just slow down, even just a bit.