Autumn has to be my favorite season. Summer is a good runner-up, and perhaps even an occasional winner, but every year when the weather starts to turn colder and the leaves change color, I feel warm and happy inside. (Spring, I am sorry, I would like to like you more, but I just don’t. Like Breaking Bad and whiskey — you are all great, but just not for me.)
A week ago…
Autumn here in Toronto feels long and gradual. The leaves have barely started to change color and the weather has been pleasant (over 20 degrees last week!). In fact, the city still looks very summery. What is also wonderful about the season, is that autumn reminds me of New Year’s but without the pressure of suddenly having to reinvent oneself and become a better person overnight. In September/October change just happens effortlessly; schools begin, people go back to their exercise routines, or move to new places. There’s of feeling of something new and exciting. Wonder what will happen? Who will you meet? What will you learn?
For me, autumn is also the best time to make new plans, recycle old things, and change routines. The feeling of living according to the academic school year hasn’t left me for some reason, and every year I wish I could run through a brick wall to platform 9 3/4 and hop on Hogwarts Express.
This is also the time for my beloved autumn clichés: “Curling up with a good book” (check!), having a cup of warm tea (check!), or at least going to Starbucks to have one of those pumpkin spice lattes. I have never tasted one, but maybe I should; just to complete my autumnal clichés list! I love all of these little things, from books, to burning scented candles, to even knitting sweaters!
My tea! (thank you Imad’s mum, all the way from Lebanon: It’s super tasty!)