Don’t care what the calendar says, Fall has arrived! The rain from Frances has stopped, and the air is cold, with that unmistakable scent of Fall. The oak trees in the front yard are filled with twittering birds, eagerly discussing their travel plans and the roof of the house is covered with sparrows and doves. The red-headed woodpecker is sitting at the base of the tree in the backyard, and the squirrels are playing tag while they bury acorns in the front yard. The sun is nowhere to be found, and the breeze is wonderful. I must find a sweater, but my feet will stay bare for at least another month, because I’m just that way.
No!
Don’t say that.
Its still summer.
Once it was 86 in October.
Its not really autumn til the leaves change, you know. :mad: :rolleyes:
leaf color smilies
Well, vanilla I hate to tell you, but I just spent an hour picking up twigs, branches, leaf clumps and toadstools, and the leaves are turning as we speak. In fact last week we saw the first trees start to go all Fall Fashion Update. Green still predominates, but there was a glimmer of red and yellow in the yard waste bucket. And the sun is still a no-show today. Fall is inevitable.
I don’t know how much the seasons in California differ, so…
Back in Mississippi it didn’t change to fall until at least most of the way through September, and even then it didn’t hit its stride until mid-October or so. Autumn is one of the things I love about Mississippi.
Oh, well how nice for you.Your thread gets visitors and answers and attention, while mine is languishing on page three without a *single * visitor ::sob, snivel, snuurrrk:: It’s fall here too, ya know, and it’s real purdy.
Fall in NE Ohio is great - the Cleveland area has, typically, a full, gradual, three month autumn. I’ve seen leaves on the trees still at Thanksgiving. We’re coming up for a visit in mid-October and I can’t wait.
tpayne, Chagrin Falls Native
P.S. IMHO Autumn in Ohio was why American football was invented. Nothing beats a crisp dry Friday night game up there.
This part of the world is verdantly and strikingly green for the spring and summer. We can tell that fall is coming because of the nip and mist in the morning and because the soy bean fields have turned to bright yellow – it is an interesting contrast. It will be another week or so before the maple trees turn. Most importantly this week end is the Iowa - Iowa State game. The horrors of an upper Midwestern winter cannot be far behind.
Well, after a week of 100+ temperature, we have cooled off a bit. It’s only 97 at 4:45pm today. Tuesday it was 106 when I drove past the sign downtown at 4:30pm.
Lows have been in the low 60’s.
I can’t wait for fall. It will come mid October sometime.
I miss Fall. We had 1" of snow last weekend. The seasons turn very, very fast. And winter lasts about 6 months. Most mornings are at freezing now.
We seem to skip Fall. We will still get some good weather. And I need it. The next two weekends will be used to finish siding the addition I’m putting on. I really hope the weather holds a little bit. Then it can snow, snow, snow.
The Aspens will be pretty though. The colors will last a couple of weeks. It’s nothing like back east though.
There is a song about “When the sun goes down in a Colorado town, you better get in for the evening.” It’s true. Cold comes fast at altitude.
In my misspent youth I lived in Colorado (Springs) for a few years and also in Columbus, Georgia. I remember one sunny day in January, 1980 in Colorado when I walked out the door into the sunshine and got irrationally angry because the sun was shining, again! It took me a while to realize that I had spent 22 years in the cozy cocoon of overcast skies in Ohio, where seeing the sun in the winter is a precious gift, not a daily sensory blast. And after living for so long in the arid, open space of the Front Range where you could see for twenty miles, going home to Ohio in the summer and being enveloped by the lush foliage of the trees, where you could only see for a block, was comforting.
Too sunny. Us native Ohioans live for Seasonal Affective Disorder. Our natural rhythyms require gloomy days. Which doesn’t explain why so many of us move to Florida, but does explain why we keep popping up back North every few months. You can’t appreciate what you get every day.
Yep. I like the rainy days, when we get them. I’m from the mid-west. I know what a week of gray weather is like.
But, it is amazing to wake up to deep, deep blue skies, brilliant sunshine and a foot of new snow on the ground. It’s so quiet. It’s like a new world. Can’t quite explaine it.
:mad: :rolleyes: