I do believe fall has arrived. The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting cooler. We seem to finally have our school routine down and the pants and jeans seem to be more in the daily rotation of clothing. Now that it 's here, I would love to proclaim fall is my favorite season. For me fall has always been about the 5 senses.
It all starts with sight, and the changing of the colors. The leaves and fields changing from lush green to the burning colors of fall. The bright reds and the millions of shades of brown that only fall can unveil are truly a masterpiece.
The smells of fall are always the second sense for me that is engaged. The smell of baked apples and the depth of recipes that involve pumpkin are always right around the corner in the fall. Oh, and always along side these smells is cinnamon. Is there a better time of year for cinnamon than the fall?
Smells always run hand-in-hand with tastes. Fall takes the smells and wraps them in a warm blanket of warm gooeyness. Whether its apple crisp, pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, or some sort of stew or dish cooking in a crockpot. Fall is the season of comfort food.
The sounds of fall include the crunch of leaves, and the rumbling of farm machinery here in the midwest. Farmers begin to spend their days and nights in the field and children play in the leaves. These are my sounds of fall.
The weather creates a broad range for the sense of feel. So unlike any other season, fall will have you baking in the hot sun during the day and snuggled up around a fire at night. There is really nothing like a fall crisp night!
The fall is such an amazing time of year - I for one am so glad fall is here!