Last night was the first night where it felt like fall, and I have to admit I was pretty excited. Fall is one of my favorite seasons and I think it's because it always signifies change and new experiences to me. First of all I was born in October and there's no bigger change than being born. Also, fall was always the start of a new school year. It was a time where you started a new grade or new school or when you moved away to college. Speaking of moving, I moved out to Seattle at the end of September 8 years ago so whenever this time of year rolls around it brings back those memories of when I first came out here. I got hit with that nostalgia the other day when I was walking around my neighborhood and it felt just like when I was wandering around 8 years ago with the sun and cool air. Last year, at this time, is when K and I got the keys to our house together.
So you can see why fall is a favorite. But in addition to the emotional ties, there's just something that I love about the cool, crisp air when you're outside. The angle of the light in the evening when the sun is setting makes you just want to wrap yourself in a blanket on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate. Not wanting to leave the warmth of your bed in the morning, or the hesistancy to climb into your cold bed at night. Plus, you get to break out your sweaters and warm jackets for the first time.
