Where do I begin? These last two months I have felt my world has been one big crazy blur! I’ve had no time to sit in front of my computer and blog about my last few weeks of summer. Having the anticipation knowing September was just around the corner, I have found it quite ironic being aware today, September 23 is the “official” first day of Fall. Not knowing where September has gone, I couldn’t tell you what better way to start my favorite part of the year by enjoying my coffee with soy at my local Starbucks and having this time to write….
I have always believed to be a “seasonal person”. September for me has always been the month to “gain ground”. Organization skills start to kick in with deadlines and stresses after coming back from easy, summer livin’. It’s a chaotic time (no wonder I have always thought of October to be a calming time of year for me). The magic of Fall starts to unravel in so many different ways. The pretty, summer pastels are put away by the darker “royal” colors like blues, purples and reds. Aromas of every kind of pumpkin blend take over busy sidewalks and coffee shops. Seasonal illustrations bombard local café signs and windows with autumn treats and thoughts.
I’m looking forward to my Fall beach walks; where I can walk with a light sweater and see no one up and down the entire beach, except for the few locals. Simple pleasures that tend to be taken for granted are easily shared with ease and a ”lightness” such as cooking, outdoor walks and strong-hearted conversations. Hellos are welcomed with wider, open arms while goodbyes are accompanied with a little more sadness. Why is that? It may be because of the temperatures slowly lowering. Or may be due to all the cinnamon in the air. We may never know.
Charleston is a summer city. The city that wakes up with a beach mentality and has you leave with a sandy trunk evening. To where you may find yourself on one of our old Cobblestone streets buzzing from a red wine, stained kiss on East Bay. What Charleston holds is enchanting. Fall is beautiful- Charleston in the Fall... is captivating. It’s the feeling of comfort whether it may be holding someone in your arms, or putting on a brand new wool sweater. I have come to appreciate this time of year, and believe I need to always remember to open my heart up at all times of the year…
So fall into something with me this season. xo
