In most years there is no doubt which date marks the official start of fall, but this year some sources say it is September 22nd while others say it is the 23rd. Although my research is limited it appears that, scientifically speaking, the 23rd is the correct date because the equinox will occur a few hours after midnight tonight.
Nevertheless, with temperatures dipping and even Florida beginning to reveal a few scarlet leaves, I would rather be a day early than a day late publishing my “beginning of the season” post. So here are some thoughts about autumn, on what is more or less its first day:
I love stepping outside on that first morning that fall’s nip is in the air.
I love how changing leaves turn Appalachian mountainsides into fiery palettes of orange, red, and gold.
I love driving winding roads through those mountains, catching glimpse after glimpse of falling leaves as they twirl their way to the ground.
I love cold nights marked by the scent of campfire and the sound of wind in the trees.
I love watching my daughter skip through the pumpkin patch looking for the perfect one to bring home.
I love walking behind her as she trick-or-treats on Halloween night.
I love pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving Day, and how it sets the ideal tone to start the Christmas season.
I love watching flocks of birds land in
And last but not least, I love football, especially college games where the fans are loud and the bands are blaring…and most of all, where Auburn is winning and the fight song you keep hearing begins with the line: “War Eagle, fly down the field, ever to conquer, never to yield!”