Post 09: magic of fall

When I think of the fall I think of warmth which is odd because the air is a little colder … unless you live in Texas, then of course, not much changes. A few weeks ago when the temperatures dropped a couple degrees, it felt like a holiday and I started to wonder … why? Why is it that the colors of fall seem magical and the smells of pumpkin spice never fail to put a smile on my face? Why does fall feel magical?

This is a hard question to answer, not because I don’t know how to answer, but rather because there are too many answers.

It feels like everything good happens in the fall. Something beautiful is in the air.

When I was younger, the fall always meant amazing food, more time with family and cooler weather. The truth is, maybe fall is so magical because it feels so familiar, almost like a scent that brings you back to a particular time and place where the love seemed to almost radiate. That is fall to me.

It’s your favorite song that brings back the sweetest memories, the scent of nutmeg and familiarity, and the moments around a fire with your best friends. Fall feels like the weight of life is lifted a little. You’re able to enjoy the light and see the love around you.

I’ve been watching cheesy romance movies from the 80’s and 90’s and they’re all set in southern small towns or New York City in the fall. Sadly, I’ve never seen NYC in person, but I feel like I have through all the movies I’ve watched … and I’ve seen quite a few. It’s bizarre to me that a city that I’ve never seen it person can seem so familiar in a movie.

I started those few cooler days with pumpkin spice lattes, Michael Buble and and cozy scented candles … and for days, I couldn’t stop smiling. I don’t want the magic to end.