It thrills me when we set back the clocks.
I’m an autumn junkie. I like being cozy and at home with my lights on while it’s dark outside.
Those long summer days are lovely and expansive. But it makes me happy when the days contract and the nights extend.
Fewer hours in each day means that each moment feels a tiny bit sad, and immensely beautiful.
I’m a New Englander. Valuing the seasons is in my blood via my dad and my blizzard-lovin’ grandma.
Last weekend near my home in Massachusetts I saw this:
PLUS goats cuddling:
I’ll take the chilly fall days over slack, sweaty summer afternoons any time.