Fall

As the temperature drops

And the sun light fades to a paler shade

A small victory is won

The victory of surviving the summer

 

The spoils of the victory are called fall

Fall around here is not what you would expect

Fall here is what most call summer

Beautiful weather, happy kids

 

The freedom to do things outside is restored

No longer is a gallon of sweat mandatory for every move

The joy of open windows, the lack of artificial air

The anticipation of future festivities

 

Such a joyous time of year

Rich beers

Warming soups

Happiness abounds