"...A mosaic of them all."

Yesterday on my way home from Spanish Fork, I saw it and silently squealed with delight: red blotches on the mountains.

You know what that means?

It means it's fall. Autumn. My favorite time of year.

I even started to get a glimpse of it over the weekend. Saturday I woke up with cool, almost nippy air wafting into my bedroom through the open window. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. The temperature got only slightly above uncomfortable all day. That night was chilly. That crisp, fall air was almost present.

I love fall. It is by far my favorite season. Why? First of all, its a beautiful time of year. Not only does it feel wonderful outside, but it looks pretty too with all the changing colors and everything. Also, there's just something about the things that you can do in the fall that you can't do other times of the year. Especially the holidays. Halloween, Thanksgiving, getting into Christmas. I love, love, love fall festivities. Pumpkins, scary movies, haunted houses, dressing up, eating candy and junk, etc. There's just something about it that is magical.

Sigh. Oh man. I'm so excited. I love this. I just hope that I can catch up enough with my life so that I will be able to enjoy my favorite time of year!

"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all."
Stanley Horowitz