Last night the temperature dropped in that way that creates that autumn chill in the early morning. It may be a bit dark, but it’s perfect, absolutely perfect weather for running, walking, cycling, just about any activity you might want to do outdoors.
I go past one tree on my new route to work and it’s the only tree on the whole route that is flaming red. Everything else is just starting to turn, a bit of orange here, some red there.
That chill in the air is kind of comforting and a little bit sad because we know what’s around the corner. But for the time that it lingers, maybe the next 4-6 weeks or so, it’s easily my favourite time of year.
I know that spring is similar, and some would even say it’s a happier season because it’s a time of renewal. But spring can’t rival the brilliance of fall colours and the warmth of the meals that come from a fall harvest. I think too that we savour the autumn weeks in a way we don’t savour spring. With summer following on its heels, spring is just a beginning. But with winter closing in, the fall is somehow precious.
I just love it! And I look forward to this short and perfect running season before winter bears down on us.
What’s your favourite time of year? And why?