It chilled to 70 degrees today, making the last day of summer a little easier to face. I'm not a fan of fall since it marks the end of summer and gets us that much closer to winter (which is a long, harsh season of desolation and despair when one lives in Wisconsin), but I'm trying real hard to see the sunny side this year. I could give a crap about apples and pumpkins and sweaters and cider, but fall does bring some perks.
I'm excited for fall because ...
I have a pile of manuscripts to work on, and now, with kids back in school, I'll have time to crack at them!
I can run mid-day and avoid the more potent evening smell of manure.
The switch in weather gives me more excuse to be indoors and attack a few projects like painting that bathroom and making cool wall hangings out of old cabinet doors.
We got a new couch and chair this spring, so I'll be cozy when I curl up to read through a stack of books. (Although it won't be the same as reading in our hammock ... )
A new season of Sons of Anarchy.
That big-ass shed will be finished and our front yard will sort of be normal again.
In mid-October we'll start Saturday morning yoga in the big-ass shed. (Local gals, give me a shout if you're interested. I have a teacher lined up--bring your own mat and we'll pass a hat for $5 each to pay him every week.)
The end of wedding season!
Nobody interrupting Morning Edition because they'll all be at work or school, leaving me with peace, quiet, Renée Montagne and Steve Inskeep.
Impending frost brings the death of wasps, a time to plant bulbs and dry ground in the woods.
I do love those days when we grab chainsaws, matches, a package of hot dogs and a package of marshmallows and head out to clear fallen trees and brush. It's about the only collective work day we share as an entire family unit where everyone has a blast and no once complains because s'mores! bonfire! sticks!
Spill it, reader. What's the sunny side of fall look like to you?