Fall into Autumn...

I love the fall. It always brings such a sentimental feel. I always think school supplies, orange and red leaves, kids in costumes with buckets of candy, and carnivals. School starts in summer for us, but the fall always brings a new image of little school buses used as name plates that are planted on our desks in elementary school. I always seem to picture a little girl with a side ponytail, a white turtleneck and a green jumper. Maybe it is just an image of me burned into my memory bank. I am very visual. I always have an image or small "clip" of something playing in my head, a montage if you will. With Autumn comes thousands of leaves floating across the suburban streets as children play or go trick-or-treating. You hear the screams of joy and adrenaline as the carnival rides are in full swing, as a child brutally swings around a plastic bag with a goldfish bound to live its last days in the coming week. Every year since I can remember my hometown as always had a carnival in the same place. It always comes at the end of September without fail, unless there is a hurricane of course, and if that happens they just postpone it. But never fear, the Lions Club Carnival will prevail! What would fall be without football games on Friday nights at the local high school? Hearing the shouts and the band blaring away. I feel like childhood can be wrapped up in one season, Autumn. Even now, as an adult (Which is still odd to say.) fall gives me this odd sense joy, knowing cooler weather is coming, and a new year is beginning. Almost my entire life has been spent in school, in some shape or form. After that you tend to time your life to the school year, not the fiscal year. Haircuts, clothing, television are all scheduled around the fall. Fall also brings me one step closer to Christmas. But that blog is for another day.