Fall is my favorite because of the little things.
Forget the popular stuff. Forget the Pumpkin Spice Lattes, and the fact that it’s (American) football season. Forget the leaves and the time change. I like the stuff you might miss, and it’s always better in the fall.
Sunsets are the best in the fall. That golden light crashing through the sky on an Autumn evening. Golden then sweet orange, followed by bronze and soft pinks. You’ll never get a better sunset than a Midwest fall sunset. Unless you’re talking about exotic places, but we’re talking about everyday right now.
The rain. Oh how I love the rain. the only thing that makes rain better, is when it’s bitter icy cold and it’s coming down on a dreary fall day. I love summer rains, when I might have to be out in them. for pure experience, I have to go with icy fall rain. not cold enough to actually ice over, but the air is cool, and the rain is colder. It’s landing on dead leaves of every color. It just smells like life.
That biting chill in the air. Oh how I love that chill. When the wind is whipping around you like it’s trying to to tear you from this planet. When it’s cool, but there’s a sinister bite and needling to it. It just makes you so aware of the movement of air around you. It’s glorious.