It's coming...

I can feel it in the air, even.

Fall, that is.

Don't try to tell me it's already fall because we're past Labor Day. Fall doesn't begin until the Autumnal Equinox, which isn't until this weekend. (I got an "A" in my college astronomy class*. You can't fool me!)

And it's coming on so quickly. As I stepped outside after work this evening for my walk, my first along my downtown route in about a week and a half, everything felt different. I didn't need sunglasses, because it was already starting to get dark. And there's a chill in the air that hasn't been around for months, despite our cool summery weather in SF. It's a different kind of chill. A fall-y chill.

Fall's my favorite season. We get our best weather here during the fall; there's little fog, lots of sunshine, and there'll be a heat wave sometime between now and November (though we're actually expecting a little rain tomorrow night). There's some kind of romance about fall for me, and always has been. The chilly nights, the smell of fireplaces, the sweaters. Halloween. Thanksgiving. Most of the holiday season (because, see, winter doesn't start until a few days before Christmas...).

Can you feel it?


*i remain proud of this so many years later because i never thought it was possible for me to do well in a science class. this was a first. i said i was a dork; i never said i was any good at math or science...