I don't know that I have ever actually experienced fall season before, but I think it is happening in Flagstaff.
The leaves have been changing, but slowly. In Salt Lake, on Tuesday, we would notice "the leaves are gorgeous...we should take a drive up the canyon over the weekend to enjoy the colors." By Saturday all of the leaves had fallen off. You know, a place where it's still shorts & tank season; you leave for a week in October to climb at the Creek only to return to snow.
Here, the weather is beautiful during the day -- often warm enough for a tank top but more comfortable in a light jacket if it's breezy --
evenings & mornings are crisp. I'm revelling in it. This is one of my favorite times: wrapping myself in a sweater & slipping on my fuzzy boots to take Eisley out first thing in the morning. This is unusual, because I hate being cold. In small doses, it's refreshing. I think that is why I am handling it.
There is something about this time of year that is stirring up a general tone of emotions. I'm not quite sure how to describe the reminiscent quality of it. A similar thing happens when I hear a song from my childhood, & I suddenly feel the same things that were going on that summer. This crisp autumn weather reminds me of the first time in my life I was happy with myself & content to be alone.
Maybe it's because I've felt sort of lonely recently, but I've also been experiencing a sense of self confidence & growth as I'm pursuing what I love & pushing myself in various aspects of my life.
Whatever the reason, I'm embracing the chilly season (which has never been easy for me), & striving to embrace whatever my life is right now. As nature, cools & slows down, it's a good time to mirror her. Reflect. Learn to enjoy the quiet that exists within us. Be ok spending time alone. Most importantly, allow yourself to love who you are.


















