After spending a month in tropical weather I have to admit it isn't summer anymore and put away the flip flops (thongs to you Australians). I love summer and long sunny days. I would love autumn just a little bit more if I didn't know a long, dull winter was right behind it. I love the falling leaves, beautiful colors, the changing of the seasons, the lighter temperatures, football games, fuzzy boots, and warm hoodies.
This year the changing seasons seems much more symbolic and poetic to me. There are so many changes going on in my life that they can be hard to grasp and accept. Just like every time I look out the window the trees have changed, it feels like the options in my life change just as fast. I hope the colors stay for a while this year, giving us plenty of time to enjoy this season before we move on.