All about fall
The time has come. Trees arenít so green anymore. Leaves arenít on trees anymore. Itís cold and rainy, and I think itís about time to start carving pumpkins. I might be getting a little carried away, because the trees definitely still have leaves and itís not super cold outside. That said, I really donít mind over exaggerating right now. Fall is here. Fall has arrived.
Like most basic women, I live for fall. Itís the only season that makes wearing a chunky scarf and mittens feel exciting. Letís not forget about the fall festivals, cute household decor, Halloween, the upcoming holidays, pumpkin-flavored everything, baked goods for days and the re-emergence of boots. More than anything, I love boots. Iím wearing a pair right now. I wore a pair around the house on Sunday just because it was cold enough and I could.
Growing up in Texas, I didnít get to enjoy fall all that much. Fall felt like a mild summer. One year, we were still swimming in my nanaís pool in September. It didnít get cold very quickly and sometimes it didnít get cold at all. I still wore my scarves and boots and big coats, because I believed in putting fashion over comfort. And maybe, just maybe, I could usher in the first fall wind by dressing as if it were 40 degrees outside. Thatís a little bit of wishful thinking, but I stand by it. I canít be pessimistic about everything in life, right?
Moving to Northwest Arkansas was a game-changer for me. Suddenly, I knew what it meant to experience the changing of the seasons. I didnít have to wait for the Charlie Brown Halloween Special to air to know what time of the year it was. All I had to do was look out the window and crack it open a little bit and breathe in that glorious, frigid autumn air.
Gideon and I lived in Fayetteville for the first few months of our relationship, moving to Eureka Springs at the very beginning of August. It was just in time for fall. That means we got to experience our first fall together in one of the most beautiful cities in Arkansas. I still remember looking out our big windows in October of 2014 and wondering how we could be so lucky to live in a place so full of beauty. My Texas-raised cat seemed to take to the weather too, so it was a win-win.
Three years later, I still feel lucky to live here. This weekend we got our first real glimpse of fall weather, with the temperature dropping and rain pouring in. Gideon and I spent Sunday at home watching sitcoms, cooking chili and looking at the yellow and red leaves as they fell from the tree outside our window. It was lovely Ö just as lovely as the first fall we lived here, even though weíre coming up on our fourth year as Carroll County residents.
I hope we never take this beautiful time of the year for granted. Just to be safe, Iím loading up on pumpkin spice and knit scarves.
Thatíll take care of it, right?
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Samantha Jones is associate editor for Carroll County Newspapers. Her email address is Citizen.Editor.Eureka@gmail.com.