Normally, I like to think of myself as a man for all seasons. I see great qualities in all of them - and I love the swings in weather. Maybe it's ADD, but I like all of the changes.
Chris, however, loves fall. Loves it. She's been mentioning that pretty much daily for a week or two.
And as I stepped outside this morning to get the newspaper - 47 degrees, breezy - I thought, "Yeah, fall is pretty awesome."
I like putting on arm warmers at the start of a ride and them peeling them off mid-morning. I like adding a cycling cap under my helmet. I like warming up with coffee in the morning.
Most of all, fall feels like new hope to me. The air is crisp and clean. There's a lull at the end of racing season and before the start of next season, and it's a nice time to relax.
Plus, sooner or later, the lawn is going to stop growing.
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I hate the fall.
Like Husker football, each day is a step closer to lifeless dreariness.
It's at this time when I start looking forward to the new growth of spring and the vitality of next summer.
David Saint Hubbins got it right: "Give me reincarnation or give me death..."
I agree 100% about loving fall because the lawn will stop growing soon.
I also like the colors, the cooler temps, and hardship and challenges of winter that make spring and summer seem so much better.
It "feels like new hope."
I love that, Bryan.
I also love the fall.
brady - vitality is nice, but fall feels laid-back. It's a slow slide into winter. And, for me, November is the start of next year.
bob - hardship? yikes, we're not forging west in a Conestoga, are we?
veronica - perhaps that hope comes from the end of the current cycle and the prospect of new oppportunities to come? or maybe it's the allergy pills. or, maybe, I'm just really optimistic today.
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