There is something exciting about the first signs of Fall. There is almost an energy in the air.
Spring and summer kind of sneak up on you. You slowly start peeling off layers before you realize it's sunny out and nice just everyday. People are excited, but earth is taking things slow, enjoying the first few buds of life.
Winter is always a surprise it seems. It seems to seep in too, putting everyone to sleep against their will, but there a moment when you step out and smell it coming, the first chill to your bones always a shock. There is something solitary about winter. It feels like coming to a stop.
Fall however comes in with excitement. It's not just the start of school, that belongs to the last few days of summer. It isn't quite the coming of the Holidays either. There is something else: a buzz.
Perhaps it is the weather- it's cool enough to really move around but not cold enough to need to bundle and hide. The leaves are changing and dropping. Maybe it is some type of barometric pressure or something.
Yet, it seems more that that. It is ineffable. It's just that one day, it's a lazy, warm summer day and the next there is a chill in the air and a bounce in your step. It seems like people interact differently too. Fall seems to make us want to come together in small groups. Bonfires, study groups, football games, eventually trick or treating and then Thanksgiving, leading up to the last big hoorah- Christmas. The final get together before we all go our separate ways, tunnel into our holes, and not peak out until we realize it is Spring. The fight against the hibernation before we succumb, fattening ourselves up with food and company.
I think that is it. Fall is about togetherness. It's a pep. It's the that last burst of energy before the lights go out. Nature is out to fulfill its bucket list, and in a weird kind of subconscious way, so are we.
Spring and summer kind of sneak up on you. You slowly start peeling off layers before you realize it's sunny out and nice just everyday. People are excited, but earth is taking things slow, enjoying the first few buds of life.
Winter is always a surprise it seems. It seems to seep in too, putting everyone to sleep against their will, but there a moment when you step out and smell it coming, the first chill to your bones always a shock. There is something solitary about winter. It feels like coming to a stop.
Fall however comes in with excitement. It's not just the start of school, that belongs to the last few days of summer. It isn't quite the coming of the Holidays either. There is something else: a buzz.
Perhaps it is the weather- it's cool enough to really move around but not cold enough to need to bundle and hide. The leaves are changing and dropping. Maybe it is some type of barometric pressure or something.
Yet, it seems more that that. It is ineffable. It's just that one day, it's a lazy, warm summer day and the next there is a chill in the air and a bounce in your step. It seems like people interact differently too. Fall seems to make us want to come together in small groups. Bonfires, study groups, football games, eventually trick or treating and then Thanksgiving, leading up to the last big hoorah- Christmas. The final get together before we all go our separate ways, tunnel into our holes, and not peak out until we realize it is Spring. The fight against the hibernation before we succumb, fattening ourselves up with food and company.
I think that is it. Fall is about togetherness. It's a pep. It's the that last burst of energy before the lights go out. Nature is out to fulfill its bucket list, and in a weird kind of subconscious way, so are we.
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