It’s my favorite season. For the better part of my life I’ve lived in climates that had little seasonal change, primarily areas in California and the Gulf Coast. But when I moved to the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains (a little over a decade ago), my being became infused with the sounds, sights and scents of Autumn.
Each year, the experience affects me in a unique way like no other season does.
The color changes are spectacular — vivid shades of scarlet, saffron and russet.
I love watching the scurry of squirrels as they collect and bury nuts.
And feeling the crisp, cool breezes against my face.
Every leaf becomes a flower. What magnificence to perceive.
Hardwoods burn in fireplaces. Their essence makes love to the air and to my olfactory bulbs.
Animated shadows dance with grace and pull me into their trance.
The grand finale of brilliant colors burst as though to signal Nature’s last and most loveliest smile of the year.
My taste buds savor the harvest’s bounty and crave hot cocoa sprinkled with warm cinnamon. Mmmmm
What’s your favorite season and why? Feel free to share videos and/or photos.