Falling Into the Season

I guess you could say, I’ve surrendered to fall. Don’t worry, I’m not going to change “favorite seasons” from summer and I don’t think I’ve ever sipped a pumpkin spice latte but by the second week of October, I’m all in.

My little orange lights arrived (Fairy lights) and I’m having fun placing them around the house. My kids would have liked these a few decades ago but I don’t think they were a thing when they were around the table. There sure wasn’t an Amazon to drop them off the next day. My granddaughters are getting my extra strands to decorate their rooms.

It’s “different” this year as everything is. I picked up my gourds and pumpkins during a masked visit to Trader Joe’s instead of the farmer’s market. Tom and I are probably the only ones who will see my cute mantle display as no one comes over right now. The pumpkin carving tools might stay in the drawer this year as the annual family event is up in the air.

The October Makeover is almost done and was quite satisfying. Only the drawers and closet need the task of the tank tops-to-sweaters transition. All the summer dishes are away, I already made chili once and the fireplace goes on every morning.

The traditions and rhythms of the season provide a stability in the midst of uncertain times, as they always have.

Even in the pandemic, the days seem to fly by in this third-third of my life and I don’t want to miss a one. Chilly, warm, damp, dry each holds it’s own wonder. Funny, but I’m intentionally adding more steps and miles to my Fitbit this fall while simultaneously slowing down to notice the nuances of the most dramatic seasonal change of the year. Amazing how the amount of leaves on the ground in the yard changes the composition of the view every day.

I don’t want to wake up on Thanksgiving and wonder what I missed by not looking up or out.

Flipping on the orange lights every night, just for me!

So this fall, I’m laying out my clothes the night before so I can RSVP yes to the later sunrises at the beach, grabbing my shoes to get out again for another walk before dinner to see what’s changed, ordering mums along with my groceries and putting them in every room. Filling up with beauty and reading less news. Autumn immersion so to speak, it’s going well.

How about you?

Hope for the best,

Tish

PS: Check out the book, Bend: When Life Dares You to Break. Here is my Amazon review: You can order signed copies from BethLueders.com

6 Responses to “Falling Into the Season”


  1. 1 unwanting October 8, 2020 at 2:28 PM

    I love your fairy lights, Tish! This fall feels important to me. I’m getting the urge to take notice of the flowers, the changing colors, the way the sun hits the earth at different times of the day. I’m all in, too! We bought a fire bowl, as a way of extending our porch season. It’s perfect weather for sipping a hot drink out back after the sun goes down! As always, thank you for sharing your beautiful thoughts.

  2. 3 Linda Sylvester October 8, 2020 at 5:44 PM

    Thanks so much for sharing with us! Love it.

  3. 5 Megan Pool October 9, 2020 at 6:50 AM

    As always LOVE these. I absolutely love atmosphere in my home. I have been asking God for some money to install a gas fireplace in our home. Low and behold someone contacted me yesterday saying they were dropping a check in the mail today! I’ve been wanting a fireplace for years. My husband doesn’t like the smell of smoke so it has to be gas. And the book you recommended looks so good. I’m going to order some for Christmas gifts 😊.

    Sent from my iPhone

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