It got cold this weekend. Cold enough that I pulled out the winter blankets and comforters, the flannel sheets and pillowcases. Making the kids’ beds into cozy piles of warmth made me smile from the inside out. I love Fall. I love the cooling of the weather into crisp days. I love sweaters and thick socks. I love the coming of winter and the first fires in the wood stove. I love the compulsion I get every year to pick up my knitting again as the season cools.
I’m not a fan of hot weather. Never have been. Seventy-five degrees is the perfect temperature for me, and if summer simply stayed around that temperature for a few months, I’d be totally happy. I loathe humidity. So I’m virtually giddy with the dry days and nights we have going on here and the cool/coldness settling in.
Plus, Fall means apples, pumpkins, and colorful leaves. And kids raking fallen leaves into big piles to jump into. Or toss in the air to be raked again. Fresh apples all day, everyday, applesauce, and maybe an apple pie or two.
Our Fall also means soccer games almost every weekend, which is a first for our family. Riley and Torin are participating in their first competitive sport, which they’re thrilled about. Me? Well, I’m not the best rule follower. So. You know. I will say that it is fun to see the boys playing, improving, and enjoying themselves. With all the practices and games, Fall also means I have happy, tired kids. Which is always a good thing.
Fall also happens to contain the anniversary of the beginning of our family. Really, there are so many reasons to love Fall.
Can I tell you one exciting bit of news? I have book covers to show you. This week. I’ll put up a poll later in the week, and I’d love it if you’d tell me what you think. I can’t wait to show them to you.
Hope your week is starting out as lovely, cool, and perfect as mine.