Happiest of Fridays to everyone.
I’d say happy Fall. But I’m still sulking over the fact that, indeed, there is no more Summer to be had.
I was in full denial of the end of Summer–and the fact that it was 89 degrees less than two weeks ago was a great enabler. However, in the past week, it’s definitely felt like Fall. Mornings are foggy, afternoons (sometimes) breaking into blue sky (which, given what we have coming in the next few months, we appreciate). We’ve finally gotten rain–a fair bit of it.
I’m not a fan of Fall. Spring, it’s polar opposite, is my favorite season. Fall represents nature’s somnolence; everything goes into hibernation–including the sunlight. The beautiful garden dies off for another year, leaving behind little more than dead leaves and comatose plants. Contrast that with Spring, which is a beautiful reawakening. Nature comes out of its long, cold slumber in a spectacular way.
Also, our days get shorter–a lot shorter. Seattle is the Northernmost major US city in the contiguous 48 states, and hence we get the biggest swings in daylight hours. At the Winter solstice, we had 8h 25m 23s from sunrise to sunset–so let’s say about 8 hours total. Contrast that to what we get at the Summer solstice: 15h 59m 21s. Does it make more sense now as to why we drink so much coffee here? We need it to get through the dark ages of Winter every year.
I’ve seen the Northern Lights a couple of times while visiting out there (far less light pollution = much better viewing conditions). Seeing it should be on everyone’s bucket list.
Fortunately, in just a few short weeks we’ll be headed to a place where Summer will just be starting…and I’ll be ready for it.
Have a great weekend, everyone!