It's been three years since I last experienced Autumn. My first year in Houston I felt time stand still as October, November, and December came and went in verdancy. When January came it was warm enough and sunny enough to sit outside by the pool while I worked on my studies. By then I had forgotten all about Fall. This year, as the season has been approaching, it has seemed surreal. My mind rationally knew that it was coming, but my other sensibilities continued to question the reality of the vibrant colors and crisp air. This week it's here, and it's real, and it's breathtaking, and it feels like home, holidays, cider, bonfires, apple pie and pumpkins. I remember now how hard it was to repress the ache I felt the first year Fall didn't come. I suppose that's why it's taken so long to allow myself to relish in it this time. It's really here! And I'm happy surrounded in the glories of Autumn.
5 days ago