Hellooo! Happy you’re’ here!
This was the fastest summer ever. For you too? Time just seems to go by faster as we get older, and there’s science behind that.
Depressing but true.
October already?
I like fall activities like apple picking, and I even love snow days. I have lots of cute sweaters, puffers, and boots.
But my favorite time of year is spring into summer, with the promise of increasingly long days, the garden, and simple summer clothes, not to mention, the beach.
“Local summer” was September in our “city by the sea” (where in the heck did that month go?), and now it’s already the first week of October, there’s a chill in the morning, big cottony clouds in the sky with brilliant blue in between.
The summer flew by.
Articles appeared at the end of August about how to handle the “September Scaries” (NYTimes gift article), with strategies to manage it. In this (also NYT gift article) about mourning the end of summer, the author says that it’s all right to grieve summer’s end, and that doing so can be healthy. “Scaries” and “grief” seem extreme, but summer did feel like a blur. Travels to visit kids and their visits to us, and local events punctuated the calendar as we jumped from week to week all summer.
Transition from summer to fall.
I’ve always found it difficult to transition from summer to fall. When the kids were in school it was so hard to adjust from summer to organized school and sports activities, homework, lessons, and other obligations. Shorter days get me down, and SAD: seasonal affective disorder is real. I just learned from this article, “SAD often starts during adulthood. The risk of SAD increases with age. It’s rare in people younger than age 20. Women are affected more often than men.
In an effort every year to make the season fun I got some mums, pansies, gourds and pumpkins to decorate the front porch. Michael got some tacky/cute fall decorations for around the doorway. I’m planning the annual social group bike ride to see Halloween decorated houses in the city.
But still…
I’m so freakin’ lucky to live 1 mile from the edge of the continent, and to have a career that allows me to be able to hop on my bike on a sunny afternoon for a tiny afternoon vacation.
There are still warm fall afternoons like today, so I’m headed to the beach right now, 3pm on this Monday in October.
Onward to making the most of every season.
“I love when it’s dark at 4:30pm” said no one ever.
x
Polli