Even though I was born and raised in South Carolina, summer’s heat nearly does me in every year. So, to round off the Oxygen issue, we look to the turning of the season. For those who can’t or don’t worship the summer sun, fall’s arrival is an annual relief.
To be clear, fall creeps in slowly. Those of us who were made for autumn cling to the few prematurely cast off leaves come mid-September, even while the
heat index hovers around 90 degrees. We know that cool weather, fire-pit nights, and Thanksgiving are so, so close. The time of year when sweaters are imminent, as are homemade chili and cool fishing trips. This is the time of year when we thrive, when we are our best selves and we see the best around us.
By October, we’re in our element. College football is in full swing. The holiday season is on the horizon, and fall vegetables in warm oranges, yellows, and deep greens are bountiful on farmers market tables. Our scarves have been pulled out from the backs of closets, and our daily wardrobes transition from breathable cotton and linen to cozy suede, wool, and flannel. It’s like a right of passage for dresser drawers.
As November comes and goes, , mornings become less crisp and more chilled, and hot coffee becomes more necessary for warmth than Instagram likes. Winter emerges, and while holiday spirit crashes shop windows with full force, fall becomes a thing of the past, suddenly and without hesitation.
But for now, fall is close. Cider sipping and fairground strolls are a few weeks ahead. It’s time to thrive.