The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

Fall Defined

Sep
22

Fall is a flash of reds, yellows, and browns. These colors fall from their perch, dancing their way to the ground. The wind is chilly, caressing my face and tickling my nose. Rain creates puddles enticing me to jump in.

I wrap myself in the warmth of sweaters and jackets. My feet cozy in thick socks and boots. I wish the weather would stay this way until the birth of Spring but alas, that it is not meant to be.

Night begins earlier, the darkness misleading. Hot beverages warm a chilly body in the morning air. Evenings are spent watching fall TV shows in the glow of a burning candle, cuddled up in a blanket.

Crock pots slowly cook soups and stews. Pumpkin spice everything fill the shelves. Ovens bake goods sprinkled with cinnamon, cloves, and nutmeg. Apples and cranberries are the fruit of the season.

The season never seems to last long enough but I enjoy the time that it’s here. So excited for the festivals, baked goods, and apple cider. Another season of memories.

Welcome Fall.

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