For the past 7 years we've had 2 seasons, summer and not summer. Now we're back to having 4 seasons and it feels very strange. It's down to the high 60s during the day and between 35 and 45 and night. We're going shopping in 2 weeks for warm clothes! Adam & Jordan don't own coats, I, along with them, don't own hardly any long-sleeve shirts! We haven't worn socks, sweaters, hats, gloves, any of that, since we lived in NH when they were little. I think at least for the 1st winter, we'll see it as "fun". We'll see dustings of snow - but it'll melt the same day. We'll get to enjoy sitting by the fireplace when we do our History and Literature Discussions for school. We'll get to sip hot cocoa wrapped up in my favorite Mexican blanket to stay warm, cuddled up with a good book. The kids' reading spots have already changed to "whatever chair is in the sun". And if we're lucky, I'll get to take photos and scrapbook the kids making small snowballs, shoveling (mostly just for fun, an inch or two of snow), and I'll get to use up those winter stickers and patterned paper I've kept all these years.
Fall here means there's a few trees here, more in town, with their leaves turned yellow and bright red. The green grasses have turned a golden brown. The sunsets are yellow, gold and orange instead of blue and purple, the garden is all done, canning pickles is done (finally), and October means tarantulas blow into the pool we don't use. Here's some pictures of fall around here - just know that in real life, the colors are brighter and more vivid. The red vine is usually green except this time of year - it's called a Virginia Creeper.
