Autumn

The days are getting shorter, and consequently so are my blog posts.  I'm not sure if this is because I have less time, I feel like I have less time, or some combination of the two.  But just because my blogs are more brief doesn't mean that my mind has lost its wandering width.  Rather, I've just been ransacked by so many thoughts that I've heretofore never had before.  Thinking about what I'm wearing to work in the morning, or how I'm going to satisfy every requirement put down on me by the school, or how I'm going to effectively engage every student in my classroom, or how I'm going to keep hold onto some semblance of a social life.  But fall is coming.  Doesn't that make things better?

I'm celebrating autumn.  The autumnal equinox is officially Saturday.  The air is crisp.  I thought about wearing a jacket this morning.  Football season is in full swing.  The cider mill is open and Olive Garden has Never-Ending Pasta.  The corn maze is hopping and the hot chocolate machines are dripping liquidy goodness.  I get to wear sweaters and plow through leaves.  October baseball is about ready to kickoff.  There's no nasty snow to contend with or crippling heat waves to avoid.  There's just pure beauty. 

Autumn - that colorful respite from July's brutality and December's wrath.  It's the best time of the year.  There's something about pumpkins and apple orchards and Thanksgiving that just gets me excited to be alive.  When things may make me fall down, fall makes me come right back up.  What incredible symmetry...