I saw the spider webs floating in a light breeze yesterday. They
cling the fences and trees, like white cotton candy and tumble from
smooth surfaces before they find their final resting place.
I saw the spider webs floating in a light breeze yesterday. They cling the fences and trees, like white cotton candy and tumble from smooth surfaces before they find their final resting place. That means fall is here. I love fall. This is the season for high school football games and hot chocolate. What’s more romantic than that? Snuggle up with your honey and let the chill of an autumn night spark some romance in your life!
If you are in a new relationship and running out of ideas for fun dates, grab a big blanket and your sweetie and head for the local football field on a Friday night. All of the elements for a perfect date are there. Excitement, entertainment and reasons to get close enough to cuddle up in the cold night air. Sure, a cocktail dress and a martini in a romantic restaurant sounds ok, but there’s no sense of adventure in that! You don’t get to jump to your feet and shout out your excitement or sit close for warmth.
Ladies, at the football field, your date has the option to take your hand to assist you up and down the bleachers, maybe absentmindedly forgetting to let it go. Give a guy a break and put him in an environment where he doesn’t have to nervously wonder if it’s the right time to put his arm around you. A gentleman wouldn’t let you sit there and shiver! There is time to talk a little or a lot. You might run out of things to say, and if you do you can simply cheer on the team and avoid any awkward silence if conversation just isn’t there.
Or, you can engage in a great “getting to know you” conversation in between touchdowns and head for the pub or the coffee shop for an after game celebration.
This time of year isn’t just about football. If sports aren’t your thing, don’t give up on fall. Take a romantic evening walk with someone new in your life or to renew the romance with your long time love. There’s nothing like crunching through fallen leaves and catching the faint smell of a fireplace burning in the neighborhood – walking and talking about nothing pressing or important and waving hello to a neighbor, maybe stopping and chatting for a while.
The evening will pass quickly as you round the corner and head for home. You see the curl of smoke arising from a chimney close by and admire the welcoming glow in the windows as you pass by. Your step quickens as you realize how quickly it became dark and cold, and when you open your own front door and a warm waft of familiar scents and sounds envelopes you, it feels good to be home.
I look forward to seeing the leaves falling on Miller Avenue every year and wish that it was my neighborhood with all of the elm tree leaves drifting down and scattering about in the wind. It would be worth the chore of raking them up just to live on that street and watch fall arrive in all her glory year after year.
Fall makes me think of new beginnings. It part because it’s the start of a new school year and also the beginning the of holidays, but mostly it makes me think of a new season of hot, home-cooked meals served at the table instead of outdoor barbeque. It’s time for warm hugs and cold cheeks. It’s time for cozy sweaters, hats and gloves. Fall is here now, no matter what the calendar says. It comes in its own time and even though we don’t see it New England style, the signs are everywhere. Just today I noticed the blackbirds, hundreds of them, swooping and diving in the distance as one ever changing shape in the autumn sky.
