The first day of fall has always been something I have looked forward to. I live in the Deep South of the U.S, a place where summer can stretch lazily from April to October. Summers here bring air so thick and humid that you could almost swim over your lawn to get the mail. 2016 has brought with it a summer like no other: so far we have endured more than seventy-five days of temperatures above 90 degrees this summer. In an ironic twist, I am a born and bred Georgia girl who literally can’t take the heat. I have migraines that are exacerbated by high temps, so summer can be a particularly frustrating experience. My air conditioner works overtime as I wait like a hermit for the dog days to break. With an sense of fanaticism, I pull up the “Extra-Extended Forecast” to see if I can spot a change in temperature on far horizon. In August, I develop eagle eyes that can spot an autumnal leaf from a mile away. Though, my cynical side still reminds me that the leaf’s color is a result of the drought, not some celestial sign that summer will be cut short.
Sometimes, the best way to get through things we hate is by looking forward to the things we adore. I look forward to the luxury of wearing my favorite sweater. I look forward to weather that warrants a warm cup of coffee. I look forward to my first lungful of crisp Autumn air.
Ladies and gentlemen, the wait is almost over. Often, the wait makes the reward so much sweeter.
Let me know what you’re looking forward to about fall in the comments below.