I love you!!
Yesterday I could wear pants and not be too hot.
Last night I needed a sweatshirt and blanket to stay warm at the local college soccer game.
Today the windows are open and the breeze is cooling off the house.
Tonight I get to make homemade pizza.
This weather reminds me that my students and I are so close to a routine that we could carry on with a substitute teacher.
We get amazing recess weather--warmish, coolish, just perfect for playing outside with our friends for hours on end.
Today I commented to my husband, "I think fall is my favorite season." I'm all cool, thinking this is the first time I've mentioned this thought out loud. My husband replies, "I think you've told me that before."
Actually that is good news. That means I DO love fall the best, because every fall I fall in love with this season all over.
I like the other seasons. I like the changing seasons. But I do have a favorite. I don't even care that the trees go from green to brown. Sure, colors would be a bonus, but I've never as an adult lived in a place where that would happen, and I can't remember much earlier than that or what that looks like and feels like. So, I'm not missing out.
Kansas--you are great, thanks for reminding me how much I love fall.