Fall is. . . .
. . .a walk by the lake to say goodbye to the ducks and swans.
. . .long shadows.
. . .soccer games every Saturday morning.
. . .watching football every Monday night.
. . .an azure blue sky.
. . .a trip to the pumpkin patch with Mr. Ryan.
. . .donuts–pumpkin spice, apple cinnamon, maple glaze.
. . .wearing high-top, high-heeled, leather boots.
. . .the smell of crayons, Spelling Rules, lined paper, and science projects.
. . .a harvest moon to howl by.
. . .oatmeal for breakfast that warms your insides.
. . .a good book.
. . .orange leaves with blue skies.
. . .purple weeds against yellowed grasses,
. . .red apples with silver green leaves,
. . .golden days followed by silvered frosty nights.
. . .fuzzy sweaters.
. . .apple cider, apple pie, apple sauce, apple crisp, Dutch Apple Pancakes, apples on a stick, and apples sliced thick.
. . .sun kisses.
. . .bonfires.
. . .leaves.
. . .windows opened for crisp coffee mornings.
. . .golds and blues.
. . .red.
. . .orange.
. . .quietness and color.
. . .light and shadow, youth and age, warmth and coolness complementing each other.
Enjoying this season,
Please add your own description of Fall in the comments section. Fall is. . .