Fall has always been my favorite time of year, and it’s even better now that I have kids. Several years ago, we borrowed the book Fall is Here from the library.
Each picture in the book is accompanied by the caption, “Fall is here – I love it!”
Josie decided that since she couldn’t read yet, that one sentence would be her part to “read” out loud. So Sadie read about the farmers, the squirrels, the apple orchards, the leaves and the scarecrows. But before every turn of the page, Josie would yell, “Fall is here – I love it!”
That line has become a family joke (even though it’s true.)
When the first leaves start falling, twirling down from their perches high up on the giant oak tree in our yard, the girls make a game out of chasing them down and snatching them out of mid-air. It’s harder than it looks; I’ve tried it.
Before many leaves have even fallen into our yard, they’ve dragged out all three of the leaf rakes (and one garden rake for their little brother) and raked up a meager pile so they can, as they say, “commence with the jumping.”
It’s not just the cooler weather that we like. It’s not just the crackling leaves or the crisp fall air or the bright colors or the brilliant blue skies. There’s something else about this time of year that seems almost magical.
We put away our flip-flops and swimsuits for another long winter and we unpack our jackets and hats.
If we were in the south, we’d head to The Brushy Mountain Apple Festival and take a ride on the Blue Ridge Parkway along with all of the other “leaf-lookers.” But this year, we’ve stayed close to home.
We go the pumpkin patches, to the hayride at Farm Park, to the Fun Fest at Patterson’s Fruit Farm, to the activities at the library and to get apple cider and donuts.
We put out the scarecrows, the mums, the pumpkins and the gourds. We made a pumpkin piñata, hosted our annual Harvest Party, and picked apples at Eddy’s.
Sadie is honing her bonfire-building skills. Jedidiah went to his first-ever football game. Adelaide likes to snuggle under a blanket outside and throw sticks in the river to watch them float downstream. Josie has collected enough acorns to feed any hungry squirrels we may come across this winter.
Yep, fall is here.
I love it!