My Favorite Time of Year
September has arrived and with it my favorite time of year in New England. In a few short weeks fall will arrive, but for now I will enjoy the bright, warm sunny days of September and the cool nights. Still a hint of summer with a preview of what's to come.
I don't think there is anything more beautiful than New England in the fall. As the days grow shorter we awaken each day to see the color on the trees grow more and more vibrant. Eventually the colors explode on the mountains and hillsides to the most breathtaking views you will ever see. I have watched this for more years than I care to admit, but I am still in awe each year when I see what Mother Nature has provided.
The cool nights provide for great sleeping after the hot summer days. Leaving the windows open to enjoy the smells of fall; snuggling deep under the covers as the cool, crisp air slips in. Puts you into a nice deep sleep that you want to stay in for as long as possible.
Swimming and boating on the lake is slowly winding down. We took our last cruise around the lake this weekend. Where we have heard the chatter and laughter of children, and the hum of motor boats, we will soon have a more quiet and serene atmosphere as we look out over the lake.
And then there are my loons. Each year I wait through the long winter and anticipate their arrival in the spring. The first time I hear their haunting call it awakens my soul and I feel as if they are speaking to me. I cherish each moment that I hear them calling to one another, and know that it won't be long before they head for warmer climates. I will enjoy their song for as long as I can this fall and keep it in my memories through the winter.
Fall, my favorite time of year, and the season that I wish would last all year. Of course if it did, I wonder if I would feel the same and cherish it as much. Probably not as we never know what we have until we don't have it anymore. For that reason I will breathe deeply and treasure every moment while it lasts, and snuggle under the covers as the cool night air slips in.
I don't think there is anything more beautiful than New England in the fall. As the days grow shorter we awaken each day to see the color on the trees grow more and more vibrant. Eventually the colors explode on the mountains and hillsides to the most breathtaking views you will ever see. I have watched this for more years than I care to admit, but I am still in awe each year when I see what Mother Nature has provided.
The cool nights provide for great sleeping after the hot summer days. Leaving the windows open to enjoy the smells of fall; snuggling deep under the covers as the cool, crisp air slips in. Puts you into a nice deep sleep that you want to stay in for as long as possible.
Swimming and boating on the lake is slowly winding down. We took our last cruise around the lake this weekend. Where we have heard the chatter and laughter of children, and the hum of motor boats, we will soon have a more quiet and serene atmosphere as we look out over the lake.
And then there are my loons. Each year I wait through the long winter and anticipate their arrival in the spring. The first time I hear their haunting call it awakens my soul and I feel as if they are speaking to me. I cherish each moment that I hear them calling to one another, and know that it won't be long before they head for warmer climates. I will enjoy their song for as long as I can this fall and keep it in my memories through the winter.
Fall, my favorite time of year, and the season that I wish would last all year. Of course if it did, I wonder if I would feel the same and cherish it as much. Probably not as we never know what we have until we don't have it anymore. For that reason I will breathe deeply and treasure every moment while it lasts, and snuggle under the covers as the cool night air slips in.
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