I want clear crisp skies and chilly mornings where my breath makes its own steam.
I want to sit out on my screened porch in a sweater without the fan on full blast.
I want to see the leaves put on their fall colors of canary yellow and rust red.
I want to take a walk and not return with my hair plastered to my face from humidity.
I want to WANT a nice cup of hot chocolate.
I want to see the Golden Finches return to my bird feeder.
I want to open up my house and not immediately have the air conditioner click on.
I want fall…not winter. I’m not ready for winter, yet.
But fall would be nice:~)
What about you?
When you look at this picture, what memories does it trigger in you about fall?
What’s your favorite fall activity?
What’s the first sign that’s fall has arrived for you?