Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite season of year? Why?

Easy-peasy. Fall is the very best season of any 12-month calendar!

There’s the color, the vibrancy, those chill walks in a magical wood, good old-fashioned hayrides. There’s Halloween and mums and jack-o’-lanterns and fall decor and Trick or Treat and the lead-in to Thanksgiving and Christmas.

There’s fun sweaters, turtlenecks, leggings, boots and comfy sweatshirts. The yummy fall hues of orange and red and yellow and gold and crimson, scarlet, mauve and purple.

We’ve got outdoor craft shows and college football. Don’t forget those delicious hot beverages: steaming cups of chai and hot chocolate. Or a glass of wine listening to outdoor music.

Falling leaves, that satisfying crunch underfoot, that somehow pleasant scent of decay in the air. Pumpkins and gourds, acorn squash and apples.

Fall is my favorite time of year, hands-down, bar-none. As soon as the heat & humidity starts to wreak its havoc – even in June – I’m ready for autumn. Each and every time!

quarter-inch is all we got overnight. it must have been a heavy downpour, regardless, as roses lie prostrate below our bedroom window.

I adhered to paved surfaces on my walk this morning, avoiding drenched grass, small puddles, and congregations of mud and street debris.

in other news, four children were discovered alive after more than a month alone in the Amazon rainforest.

my husband and son and I camped during a thunderstorm once. cozy between the two of them, I stayed warm and dry while holes in the corners of the tent made for a miserable night for my two bestest guys.

after far too much of a good thing, I’ve witnessed street after street of wet carpet, furniture, and other ephemera of people’s lives unceremoniously chucked to the curb.

victims of Katrina and other mighty gales have their own stories to tell, gargantuan tragedies unimaginable to endure.