I forgot to do a post on this back when we all still had those juicy red luscious tomatoes from the garden, or the neighbor's garden, in my case. At the time I also had yummy soft croissants from the bakery, thick-cut hickory smoked bacon from Schwan's, extra spicy clear-your-sinuses mustard, crisp boston lettuce, and a red onion with a bite. Sigh.
I love everything about fall: the colors, the coolness, the food, the harbinger of the holidays, but I'm a bit sorry to say goodbye to summer as the cold weather moves in. It always makes me both energetic in that fall feels like the REAL New Year but always whistful to put an end to another summer. Each year, I'm a little psychologically off balance for the first few weeks of cool weather, as if I've misplaced something in my life, and then one day I suddenly realize once again that, oh yeah, it was summer that I lost and it will be back again next year.
I finally got my daffodil and crocus bulbs in the ground today and had wear a jacket to do it. That makes it an official goodbye.