There’s a hint of fall in the air, as much of one as you’re going to get in Texas. The air is crisp enough to stand being outside for longer than a few minutes. The trees are lined with their seasonal winged visitors. And Halloween has invaded every outlet mall, discount store and Walmart across the country.
Meanwhile, my veins are dripping with nostalgia. My mind keeps flashing to autumns spent wandering the streets of London and Austin – the late night outings to Kerbey Lane, the long hikes through colorful parks, late night study sessions in a 2 bedroom flat shared by 6 women, and sipping hot chocolate from my favorite Mickey Mouse mug.
Fall has always held a special place in my heart, and not just because my birthday falls 2 days before Halloween (hint, hint). You see, whereas the Texas summer announces itself loud and proud with sweltering temperatures and sweat oozing down your back, fall is a much more subtle creature. It creeps in undetected, tempting you with cooler temperatures in the middle of a blazing week, easing you out of summer and into fall. Before you know it, you are no longer dripping buckets of water every time you go outside to get the mail, and you’re longing for tall boots and hot beverages.
Every one of my senses awakens to the arrival of autumn. The faint smells of cinnamon and apples waft through the air as people begin baking their favorite fall treats. The sweet taste of hot chocolate lingers on my tongue through the chilly nights, while a lovely lullaby of rustling leaves plays in the background. My cheeks blush at the cool kiss of the gentle fall breeze. And visions of adorable costume-clad children racing up and down the streets hollaring, “Trick or treat!” seem to parallel the magic that I feel during this season.
I am a child of autumn in every sense. It re-energizes me, fueling me with the need and desire to get out and do things. I want to roam the city in search of adventure, hike the Texas hill country, snuggle up at the drive-in movie, and catwalk (or zombie lurch) with the best of them on Halloween. I want to eat all the candy, bake all the sweets, drink all the hot chocolate, and watch every single scary movie I know.
For some, spring is a time for rebirth and growth. For me, fall is a much better time for self-reflection and change. My soul is cleansed with the changing of the leaves. My mind finds clarity in the crispness of the night. My heart rediscovers the meaning of love, friendship, and charity. And I find new purpose with the changing of the seasons. I am a child of autumn.
What is your favorite season? Do you love fall as much as I do? What is your favorite fall activity?