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lostandfound

Part of the Furniture Now
Sep 30, 2011
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I'm pretty sure this has already been covered, but hell, that was probably ages ago.
Me... I love when the leaves are purple and gold, and red and orange, and yellow. I love the time of year when a sweatshirt is a logical thing to wear outside, and when fires almost beg to be built in the evening hours. Time begins to slow, as the holiday season approaches. I listen to "The Album Leaf" on repeat. They write songs with titles like "Over the Pond", "Stream side", and "Enchanted Hill". Man, just thinking about the fall brings me closer to a state of mind I find almost impossible to approach any other time of year. I like to smoke English blends, and drink coffee in the PM. I spend more time outdoors, and think about life and death, heaven and hell, and love and loss, less. This is a time when I can just, be.
Well, that's my little soliloquy... and little as it was, it was a modest, and humble attempt to let you in my world, if but briefly and lacking in description.
So what's yours? And why, if you could oblige my humble request for reply.
Edit: Corrected capitalization in title per Rule #9, L.

Number Nine, Number Nine, Number Nine

 

keeper

Lurker
Jun 29, 2010
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I try to have "seasonal amnesia" and attempt to enjoy every season as if I've never experienced it before, but ultimately I enjoy fall the best. I grew up in upstate New York, which has a really great autumn. Plenty of memories of apple picking and raking and playing in the leaves as a kid, and just the whole feel of the season speaks to me, as it apparently does to you.
Now I live in coastal Sweden, which also has a great autumn, and is the last of the bearable weather before the very long, dark winter. Last year our fall here was more or less from mid August to the beginning of December, so it was pretty nice.

 

homeatsea

Part of the Furniture Now
Mar 6, 2013
509
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I think every season has aspects to love. As a marine biologist I admit that summer makes working in the field most enjoyable.
However, if I were to pick an absolute favorite I admit that I share most sentiments with lostandfound. I love the fall. I'm an early riser and nothing makes me more happy than to step outside into the morning with dew on the ground and air that is so crisp it cools the whole way in. Fires in the backyard, sweatshirts, jeans, and beautiful colors. Pipe smoking is most enjoyable to me in this weather as well. The majority of the bugs in NC have taken their last bow by this time and the pipe adds just that perfect touch of warmth to the day.
Anyway, those are my ramblings about it. I find it hard to describe most of my actual thoughts on the seasons, there is beauty in each and every one. I love the natural world around us, the pipe gives me the time to step back and take it all in. We forget much too often.

 

brdavidson

Lifer
Dec 30, 2012
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Fall for me as well, love the colours of the leaves up north at my trailer, love that you can sometimes wear shorts during the day but sweaters and jeans are necessities at night. Campfires, piles of leaves and the most important aspect of fall, as any good Canadian will tell you, is the beginning of the hockey season!

 

petergunn

Starting to Get Obsessed
Mar 3, 2013
183
3
Fall; cool days, apple cider, leaves crunching, wood smoke, hunting and good pipe smoking :)

 

tbradsim1

Lifer
Jan 14, 2012
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11,922
Southwest Louisiana
The Fall, looks like everything pops, we don"t get the beautiful leaves but I love the smell of Fall, meloncally feeling, hope I spelled it so you understand the feeling, Football sounds from the school a couple of miles North of me.

 

mso489

Lifer
Feb 21, 2013
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I like early fall. I don't like late fall when it gets dark before supper. My birthday is in early fall, and

I like the arrival of cooler weather intermittent with "Indian Summer," the warmer days. Second is

probably summer; I'm fairly heat resistant. I like the other seasons from time to time. I hate the ice

we get in the south, not vibrant enough to be stimulating like northern snows, but deadly to cars,

pedestrians, and power lines. Then, to add insult to injury, people act as if our troubles are because

we don't know how to cope. Southern ice is like having a black mamba in the bedroom, be sure of that.

 

neverknowsbest

Starting to Get Obsessed
Mar 18, 2013
121
3
I'm with Keeper. I grew up in New York and Autumn was always a special time. My family would always go apple picking around Columbus day and have a picnic.

 

plateauguy

Lifer
Mar 19, 2013
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If there was a place that Fall was the only season, I'd live there.
I love the crisp mornings, the warm days, the cool nights, and the color change. By the time Fall comes I'm ready for stews, soups, and meat that isn't BBQ'd. I can go camping without kids yelling all around me since they're in school. And most of all, it's not too hot to smoke a pipe.
Yep, Fall is the best.

 

jfox520

Part of the Furniture Now
May 24, 2013
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For me it is a toss-up between Fall and Spring. The Fall colors are nice here in Maine. But, I also love Spring all the new life and growth after the long cold winter.

 

lostandfound

Part of the Furniture Now
Sep 30, 2011
924
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Damn capitalization.
Spring would have to be my second, with Winter coming in third, followed by Summer. It used to be the other way around... I used to loathe the cold and snow and ice. But now, I'd prefer that over the oppressive heat and humidity of Summer. At least in Winter, you can put on a thousand layers and be moderately comfortable outdoors. When it's sweltering and you're butt naked and still sweating bullets, there's not much you can do.

 

numbersix

Lifer
Jul 27, 2012
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Fall is my fav, but like Keeper:
I try to have "seasonal amnesia" and attempt to enjoy every season as if I've never experienced it before
I try to do this too. Each season has it's merits (tho I have to say, Spring in VT is my least fav - it's not called "mud season" for nothing)

 

roadqueen

Starting to Get Obsessed
Apr 9, 2013
267
4
I can find unique attributes to enjoy about every season, but my favorite is Spring. It always feels to me like the world around me is being reborn, and a fresh start is underway.

 

werdna

Can't Leave
Jun 6, 2013
360
2
I love each and every season for what it is. Being in tune with the cycle of nature is my way of keeping time. Spring is a time for rebirth and growth, it's colors are soft pastels. Summer is time for work and fun in the outdoors. Fall is time to prepare for the long winter by stocking up the larder, and the colors are bold and lively. Winter is time for rest and sleep, and for making plans for the next cycle.
My favorite memories are of winter camping and hunting with my sons. Waking up in a tent in January, making a fast pot of coffee, and defrosting breakfast has much merit for the outdoorsman.

 

boudreaux

Part of the Furniture Now
Apr 7, 2013
676
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"If there was a place that Fall was the only season, I'd live there."
+100 me on plateauguy's sentiment.
Autumn for me is linked to many fond memories, as is the holiday season from late October to Christmas day. We used to be outdoors raking leaves and tending to the fires we made to burn them. Ahh, the scents! Meanwhile my mom would be inside baking apple or blueberry pies. After coming in we'd savor crisp, salty pretzels with a glass of sweet apple cider. A local farm had a row of spigots set up. You could drink all of the apple cider you wanted for 5-10 cents. All that has changed now - no burning leaves allowed, no more local farm stand with the homemade apple cider. Commercialization has set in, as have a different demographic which has caused many old traditions to evaporate into history.
The approach of the holiday season was the signal for my mom to start baking cookies and making the yearly fruit cake. One year, after carefully seasoning two cakes with brandy over a month or so, she discovered that the cat had decided to sample some of each. :P
As a kid in school, we made extensive plans for what was called "Cabbage Night" - the night before actual Halloween. I must've put many miles on my shoes that night, walking all over town, trick or treating to different houses.
Thanksgiving was started by a rivalry 10:30 a.m. local hs football contest, during which time the mothers would be grateful to be rid of the fathers and kids opening the oven every five minutes to see if the turkey was done yet. Coming in from the frigid, late-season cold to a house filled with the aroma of roasting turkey and stuffing and assorted pies was a dramatic pleasure for our senses. The table was often surrounded by relatives.
The days leading up to Christmas were filled with occasional snow flurries and the merriment of spirit that accompanies the season. Often, a trip to the real Macy's on Fifth Avenue, which was beautifully decorated, was a treasure. Then, about a week before Christmas day, my dad would bring in a nice big, aromatic, full Canadian balsam fir. It became my job to test the lights for it. After we carfully put on the lights and changed bulbs so two colors weren't adjacent to each other, we'd hang the ornaments. Lastly, we'd hang the now-banned leaded tinsel one strand at a time. We'd carry this a bit at a time into Christmas Eve. On Christmas Eve, I'd sit in front of the big tree, looking up at it and the twinkling lights, and just take in the magic of it all. I'd often be reading a Hardy Boys novel, like "The Mystery of Cabin Island," or "The Short Wave Mystery."
I have a wish to rekindle these memories every year. While working for a car manufacturer, I'd schedule my vacation time to be off from approx. Dec. 13 through Jan. 2-3. As soon as I got home on Dec. 13, I'd head down to my woodshop and begin to work on selecting wood and scroll sawing a pattern for a hanging Santa with a bag of toys, or making snow men candle stands or something of the like that would help me get into the holiday mood and leaves bits and bytes behind for a few weeks. It would also be time for me to engage in experiments in the kitchen, like making wheels of cheese, red and green ravioli dough with a red/green cross in the middle of each and some new cookies from thousands of recipes that I'd collected from magazine subscriptions to mags like Gourmet and Bon Appetit... (LOL - pouring through those mags used to drive my late wife nuts!)
Anyway, that's the long of it for me. Hope you enjoyed and could relate to these memories.

 
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