I want to love fall, really I do. There is so much about it that I adore...sweaters, boots, fire, soup, pumpkin bread, chestnuts, etc. I was trying to explain my less than enthusiastic response to a friend the other day and finally came up with a comparison.
Spring is like Friday night. You have the whole weekend ahead of you! Savor the night, stay up late and sleep in a bit on Saturday...there’s nothing but good times ahead.
Summer is Saturday, ah the luxuriousness of it! Simply perfection.
Sunday morning is even lovely, it's late Summer, you’re still savoring the feel of it all.
But.
Then comes Sunday evening. That is FALL, fall is Sunday evening. It's still a restful time. The light and warmth is all around you but there is this little voice saying..."better get to seep; you know you've got to wake up EARLY tomorrow morning, and there’s that 9:00 meeting with the…”
And then after Fall comes Monday morning. It’s time to get up early and head off to school or work. Enough said.
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