there’s a funny thing that’s happened to me over the past few weeks. you see, growing up in Florida, we didn’t have much of a fall, therefore I’ve always thought of fall as being my favorite season. I love breathing in cool morning air. I love sweaters and scarves and boots. I love watching the leaves change while our section of the world prepares for winter…
but that’s just it.
this time, I don’t want to prepare for winter. I can’t stand that the days are getting shorter and soon it’ll be dark by 5pm. I don’t want the sunshine to end and the rain to begin. and as much as I like sweaters and scarves, I’m not ready to pack up my sandals and summer dresses and unpack my rain boots and winter coats. I haven’t needed an umbrella in weeks and I don’t mind that one bit.
so yes, a funny thing has happened to me over the past few weeks, my friends. I still love fall and fall fashion of course. but summer’s end is a bit bittersweet. I’m happy that I’ll no longer suffer from 100 degree heat and I’m happy that I won’t feel silly without tan legs. but I’m sad. I’ll miss those summer nights spent sharing laughter and beers on the roof with my best friend. I’ll miss early saturday walks to the farmer’s market. I’ll miss those 8:30 sunsets.
well, looks like it’s time to say hello to fall. please stick around for awhile.
and happy friday, friends.