It’s a lovely morning here. I was in the kitchen scrambling some eggs with the windows and screen doors to the porch open. Cool fall breezes are wafting in and I can hear the scrunchy sound of the first fall leaves as they come together in haphazard piles on the sidewalk. This morning is a tease—it will warm up later, but with temperatures in the 50s at breakfast, it’s just enough of an excuse for me to put on my new purple sweater from Ann Taylor Loft and get all cozy.
Toast is in the oven, the cinnamon sugar melting slowly into the butter. Cold milk in the girls’ plastic cups with blue and green monsters all over them. I’ve sliced some perfect red strawberries and can’t stop shoveling their sweetness into my mouth as I go. I’m in a fantastic mood because I adore fall. It’s my favorite season (well, except for having to clean up said leaves—you will be seeing more posts about this soon enough). I love turtlenecks and sweaters and corduroy pants, boots and scarves and hats, and bundling up under lots of woolly layers. I do miss Miss New Orleans, but one of my issues with her is that she really only has one season—hot. I always had a hard time getting into the holiday spirit when we lived there. Here, not so!
The Halloween countdown continues–I put up my little skeleton guy the other day, and perhaps later this afternoon the cobwebs might come out. Fall, I love you!
I love this post! It's a fabulous thing to read as I sip my morning Earl Gray tea. I am too being teased here with the cool morning breeze as I'm sure it will be in the 90s today. But for now… hot tea as I glance over at the little pumpkin gourds sitting quietly in front of my fireplace. 🙂
It was cool here too, which is a miracle for Houston!! But, I also know that by tomorrow it will be hot again.
It has been hot and muggy here. Yet, the leaves are starting to come down in my backyard.
I love fall. For one thing, I can start wearing long sleeves and sweaters. The more covered up this bod is, the better!