The past few months I have greatly enjoyed the warm embrace of your predecessor, Summer, but if I am to be completely honest, the season I await with the most anticipation every year is you, Autumn. I think that you are the season which is most often misunderstood, however; for me personally, you are the one whom I love the most.
Anyone who thinks of you as the season with the disagreeable temper, well! This is what I appreciate the most in you. I find a lot more pizzazz in your temperament than any of your brethren. Every morning I wake I cannot wait to peer through my curtains into the dim morning light to see what weather you have in store for us that day. And whatever weather it may be, it is always a lovely surprise.
Some may claim your colours to be monotone, dull and dead. These people must certainly be blind, for have they not seen the shimmering of your golden hues as the morning dew and sunlight settle on them? Indeed, you carry more gold in your pocket than all of the other seasons. And to those who speak of your leaves as "dead," surely these people have never seen them dance on a windy day. Now that is truly a fantastic sight.
Some may claim your colours to be monotone, dull and dead. These people must certainly be blind, for have they not seen the shimmering of your golden hues as the morning dew and sunlight settle on them? Indeed, you carry more gold in your pocket than all of the other seasons. And to those who speak of your leaves as "dead," surely these people have never seen them dance on a windy day. Now that is truly a fantastic sight.
Autumn, you are truly a remarkable and lovely part of God's Creation. I adore your soft, dark colours that make it feel so warm in a cold room. I love going for walks and watching the maple leaves fall slowly from the trees above me. I enjoy doing my school work beside the roaring fireplace, cosily wrapped in blankets, with a steaming mug of chai tea beside me. I love how your weather always calls for knitted sweaters, hats, scarves and boots: Fall is certainly my favourite season for fashion.
“Steam rising underneath a canopy of whispering, changing aspens; starlight in the clear, dark night, and wondrous beauty in every direction. If only all could feel this way, to be so captured and enthralled with autumn.”
― Donna Lynn Hope
