A new beginning

You know how some people hate fall because they feel it represents death and the demise of all organic life as we know it?

To me fall has always been about the opposite. The beginning of something…a birth if you will. When you think about it, fall must have been the very first season.

Seeds are created during the fall…we know them camouflaged as berries, apples, plums and other fruits, and had these seeds not existed, there would be no apple trees or blueberry shrubs…(Lets not get into the philosophy of what came first of the chicken and the egg…). Once the seed hits the soil and are buried in it, it hibernates through winter. Often winter and cold is needed for the seed to be able to germinate once spring arrives. The cold triggers something in the seed. (Don’t look at me like that. I am not making this up). So without fall and winter there would be no spring...

If you think about it like this you may actually be able to enjoy the colors that come with this beautiful season. The red and orange trees, the leaves blowing through the air all around you. Even the rain which we get so much of in this part of the world, and which offers the perfect excuse to crawl into the arms of your significant other and watch a movie while drinking hot cocoa or tea.

As much as I love that...still...to me the very favorite thing to do at this time of year, is to put on a whooly hat and a warm jacket on a sunny day...walking down the street smelling the crisp air with an apple in hand.

How ‘bout you? Do you have a favorite season? Or perhaps a favorite thing to do this time of year? I would love to hear it.

For more fall pics...check out the picture blog.