Fall

I hate fall. I know I may be one of the only people in the world, ok so maybe more like in my close aquintances, that hates this season.

• It's the only time of year when 60F feels frigid.
• All plant forms are dying, including the leaves, which, by the way, I also dislike the smell of them burning.
• The days are getting shorter, it was almost dark by the time I got home from work tonight, even twilight is shorter in fall.
• It becomes cloudy, wet and rainy, which then brings on mud, intermixed with decaying leaves.
• It's the only season that can be called by two names, fall or autumn.
• School starts, which doesn't directly effect me anymore other than at work there are a lot more referrals that start coming in for family therapy.
• It's associated with the gods of fertility, I dislike that word, I have no idea why but I realized tonight that it has always been I word that I dislike and I try not to use it.
• It's the time where spooky cults and horror movies start making their big seasons push leading up to Halloween.
• Hunting season starts, which means the impossibility of safely riding horses on any woodland trails.
• And it brings football, which in itself isn't bad, but it's the possibility of the TV being on for 12 hours straight.
• Tourists planning their whole long weekend vacation around foliage maps.
• In general, to sum things up, it's depressing.

I do have a few good memories about fall. When I was really little we used to go to New Hampshire to look at the leaves, I don't remember that part too much, what I do remember is we always stopped to see The Old Man in the Mountain.

There are lots of birthdays in the fall in my family, which is great when you are a kid, we were guaranteed a cake every month, September through November. I think I have the best birth date, it falls on Canadian Thanksgiving whenever it falls on a Monday, which it does this year. I love being able to have a big Thanksgiving meal for my birthday, I'll even pass up cake if it means I get pumpkin pie.