English 252
Instructor: Ms. Young-Manning
Fall: My Favorite Weather
The most beautiful time of year, and by far my favorite weather of all is the beautiful season of fall. I love the cloudy and not so humid days, they keep me from being sticky, hot and frustrated throughout my day. The lighting is dim and the wind is so soft, a perfect mixture of what makes my days so full of joy, and who can forge the beautiful sweaters, hoodies and scarfs that go with the all so wonderful weather? The light wind blows all the colorful leaves from the almost bare trees. Those leaves are the ones that I gather for my children every single year. We sit around the dining area, open the window curtains, and discover the kinds of leaves; after a while we trace them over a plain white paper, and then trace them with a favorite dark crayon color. Those, of course, go on my fridge for the rest of the year.
The ongoing fall seasons have helped in growing the memories I have had of many fall years, and they describe the changes in sizes of leaves, as well as the sizes of my children. This brings back memories of my childhood, when I would go out and enjoy the extra hours of light while it was still early. Many times I would believe it was late. I would then run and notice the old clock hanging over our living room wall, and sure enough I still had an extra hour left to run and play. For some reason, my mother would dress me extra covered for the occasion, just to make sure I would not get ill. Now, as an adult I still dress warm. I wear my long oversized sweaters, my cozy warm boots, and a colorful scarf to match the beautiful sky. The skies at night are so much prettier with the contrast of the lights hitting the clouds and coloring the skies with beautiful oranges, red and yellows. These all come from the sunset of the awakening of a brand new day on the other side. I admired so much the beautiful outdoors that I would stare deeply till I exhausted my sight. That is probably why I wear glasses now. During fall seasons now, I go out doors for some yard work, and I notice my children doing the same as I did when I was young. I often wonder, how they can possibly do the things they do, such as jump on the leaves and run wild the same exact way I would when I was a little girl. Their minds are so worry free. They don’t have thoughts of the bills and responsibility of real grown up life; all their focused on for now is running, chasing, and jumping throughout the day.
I wonder how long my kids will continue to enjoy this beautiful time of fall. I can already see one of them saying it is too cold and it is boring. Soon I will not stand a chance around them because they will grow into their adulthood lifestyle, and they will leave me behind and their carefree ways will only be a memory to me. So I sit and admire up to the very last second of the time I spend with them. I try to create outdoor activities that we do together since fall is where you will find me outside, still making memories. I know that this time of year makes me thoughtful about everything. I think deeper and think harder. I blame it on the beauty of it all that makes me concentrate more, and maybe that is another reason why I enjoy the beautiful fall time of year.
I cannot wait for those autumn days to come again. I miss those days already, and it has not been that long that they have passed. The weather is already heating up towards the Valley’s sticky, hot summers. Until fall comes again, I will dream of my oversized sweaters, the different leaves on my fridge, and the beautiful colors overlapping the sundown till night time.