I’ve talked with people who don’t like Fall.
Nature dies off, they reason. And Fall portends the coming of winter and cold weather.
True. The leaves of our cherry tree are starting to turn:
And so are the Dogwood’s:
And the brown-eyed Susan, so glorious just a few weeks ago, is looking more like she’s going to a wake than a prom:
Here in Central Illinois, we had a lot of rain early on, but now we’re approaching drought conditions. The weather folks tease us with the possibility of precipitation, but all we get is a sprinkle or two. Not enough to get the job done. Not near enough to erase the cracks from the ground. Or to stop premature dropping of leaves from trees:
Still, the soybeans are thriving:
And the Chrysanthemums are beginning to bud:
And the heat is moderating; storms are blowing through less often; kids are back in school, and dealers are showing new car models.
Corduroy, flannel and boots are appearing in department stores. Holiday decorations are beginning to come out of hibernation.
Apples are once again available, as is pumpkin pie mix.
And just look at the two beauties that followed me home Sunday:
Do you love Fall, too? If not, why?