Why I Love Fall

Summer is over. It's ended. Goodbye.

Why does everyone like summer anyway? It's hot and miserable and it lasts WAY too long. I'm not going to miss you summer. You're a punk. Fall is way better. It comes around every year and steals your thunder. "Oh, here I am... In a cute cardigan with a mug of coffee. BYE" Bye, indeed.


Fall has been hands down my favorite season for as long as I can remember. I've been contemplating the reasons why lately and I thought of something one of my favorite instructors from the Art Institute said once. We were discussing seasons and I mentioned that fall was my favorite and he said, "Of course it is... You're an artist." Many creative types are known for their attraction to fall and winter. But why?

For me, I think it stems from the very beginning. I was born in October. Growing up I had fall birthday parties that included hayrides, bonfires, costumes, and pumpkin carving. So, it's always been a time of year that I look forward to. But there something more to it than that. As I grew older it was about something more than just the childhood festivities (even though I still love them all!) Fall signifies change. Not just in the leaves and nature, but real change. The air feels different and special.

Some people insist that fall is a time of death. I suppose so. But maybe that's why it's special. People cling to the last bit of life before winter. People want it to last, but it doesn't. Fall doesn't spoil us. It comes and then leaves, just as quickly. So relish in it people! Fall is romantic. Take your lover on a fall picnic and roll around in some leaves. You're NEVER too old to do that. Go be smitten under the perfectly overcast skies.

"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree."
- Emily Bronte

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