Posted in Miscellaneous Matters

I love the days of early autumn.  Gold and russet are just beginning to show on the hillside, the apples turning ripe in the orchard, the morning air crisp and cool.  We are settling back into our schoolday routine. 

I'm not sure why I love this time of year so much.  Perhaps it is the homey feeling I get when I walk back into a warm, cozy house after a walk in the cool air.  Maybe it's the brilliance of the colors on the trees as the leaves turn.  It could be the way the ground under the maple in the backyard looks as though it has been scattered with red confetti.  Or maybe it's the smell of woodsmoke outside on a chilly afternoon.  Autumn gives me an excuse to cook soup and bake apple cake,  to drink freshly pressed cider and wear a sweater.

The last of the garden produce is ready for harvest.  The days are shorter, so bedtime comes a little earlier and a little easier.  Our days have more consistency and order than our summertime schedule allows.  We are preparing to hunker down for the long, cold winter I wish would hold off a few more months. 

The only fault I find with autumn is that is does not last long enough.