tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post8682909274499802555..comments2011-03-16T21:51:38.282-04:00Comments on You're Not the Mom of Me!: FANfreakinFABULOUS Fall!Laineyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233452153258897072noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-63231546934166244342009-09-23T20:59:28.330-04:002009-09-23T20:59:28.330-04:00Football. Football. Football.Football. Football. Football.Nicolehttp://www.cannonballreader.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-71212328269876057022009-09-23T20:04:08.685-04:002009-09-23T20:04:08.685-04:00The leaves, the glorious leaves! They're so d...The leaves, the glorious leaves! They're so darned pretty.<br /><br />Also, the cooler temperatures make outdoor work so much nicer.meauxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14313629560625928694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-41088766073007483362009-09-23T15:38:36.621-04:002009-09-23T15:38:36.621-04:00Mmmm, Morning fog. Sweaters and boots! Woodstoves ...Mmmm, Morning fog. Sweaters and boots! Woodstoves (I have my own AvB, nah nah na nah nah, but you are welcome to come smell it (eww, that sounds...dirty)). Chili, stew, soup and all the other nummy hot food summer is too stinkin' hot for. Flannel sheets. Snuggling in those flannel sheets. Marshmallows and wieners over an open fire. Colourful leaves. Apples, but more importantly: apple pie. The list is endless really, because fall is so fantastic. But I would have to say my absolute favourite is the smell. The damp, <i>aged</i> smell is something I look forward to every fall.Eyvi Spritehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05994625088662304515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-14632240160997134702009-09-23T10:44:57.018-04:002009-09-23T10:44:57.018-04:00The cool brisk weather - when you go camping you b...The cool brisk weather - when you go camping you build a fire because you need a fire. There are few things better than sitting around the campfire burning marshmallows and telling stories.Big Daddynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-78178496798714874062009-09-23T10:22:23.167-04:002009-09-23T10:22:23.167-04:00Sweaters and boots! Sweaters and boots! Whoo! Also...Sweaters and boots! Sweaters and boots! Whoo! Also, thirding the less frizzy hair. And hobo gloves, which is what I'm calling them from now on even if that's not their real name. And delicious pies, and better apples, fresher, not hothouse, and in more varieties (Pink Lady! Yessssss!). The people down the street from me have a woodstove and will start having fires in it soon, which will smell delightful as I'm driving home. The smell of autumn in general. Sweaters and boots. Clear deep blue skies. Sweet potatoes. Sweet potato fries. The view from my huge 5th-story office window overlooking the Hudson Valley. The death of all the damn millipedes (and mosquitoes). Sweaters and boots. Summer makes me cranky; fall makes me feel alive. Fall feels like possibilities. Halloween is awesome. Mmm, candy corn. It's available year round, but somehow it tastes better now. Oh! And those pumpkin-shaped mellocreme candies. Sweaters and boots. The maple tree in my front yard. the crazy maple in the middle of town, which changes color half at a time, literally right down the middle. Chrysanthemums everywhere. The return of "our" turkeys. Sweaters and boots. Wool socks. Thermal long-sleeved t-shirts. Seconding jM's love of pumpkin and soup/warm things. Football. My football-watching lap blanket. Afghans. The end of baseball. New shows on the teevee. Fall classes. Nights cool enough to sleep without the fan on. Sweaters and boots.<br /><br />I love lots of things about Autumn!! And thinking about them made me less whiny. Hooray for No Whining Wednesday!Anna von Beaverplatzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00767645998031679957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-61213099560723571202009-09-23T08:56:10.143-04:002009-09-23T08:56:10.143-04:00I love a brisk fall afternoon, when the air smells...I love a brisk fall afternoon, when the air smells like burning leaves (are people still allowed to do that?). I love pumpkin pie with fresh whipped cream and pumpkin spice lattes. I love Halloween. We have a great town street where people decorate their houses to the hilt and there is a dog costume contest. <br />Less frizzy hair, cozy sweaters and boots...<br /><br />I love driving down streets like mine - where the brightly colored trees hang over - and it creates a gorgeous sort of kaleidoscope tunnel.Cindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17814909378338607832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-3644842097147064392009-09-23T08:08:50.130-04:002009-09-23T08:08:50.130-04:00I like the crisp mornings when it's just under...I like the crisp mornings when it's just under freezing. Oh, and the start of the hockey season. Also the fact that work starts to slow down a bit.The Managementhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17942886978085965712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-60300965290102115202009-09-23T05:27:26.128-04:002009-09-23T05:27:26.128-04:00At the moment, I'm enjoying the fact that Dr. ...At the moment, I'm enjoying the fact that Dr. No is on. But I enjoy the holidays during the season. How much nicer people generally become toward the end of the year, and how much more people suddenly value their familiar and other relationships. Now I'm going back to Dr. No.Nicolaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01946605951704915536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-27806865477757199032009-09-23T02:58:44.412-04:002009-09-23T02:58:44.412-04:00I love rolling down the windows in my car and turn...<i>I love rolling down the windows in my car and turning on my heated seats. </i><br /><br />YES. I do the same thing but sans heated seats. I love fall. Love, love, love.<br /><br /><b>Pumpkins</b> <br />They come out of the woodwork this time of year (or the ground) and everything gets a dash of pumpkin in it. Pumpkin pie, pumpkin cupcakes, pumpkin pancakes, pumpkin spice beer. It's glorious.<br /><br /><b>Jackets & Sweaters & Blankets</b><br />Layers of warm goodness they are and ditto on dark colors. Also hoodies, boots, and hobo gloves. Or whatever the official name of those fingerless gloves are.<br /><br /><b>Soups & Warm Things</b><br />Don't they just taste better in Autumn? I love holding/eating/drinking out of warm bowls and mugs while in my PJs and half under a blanket. <br /><br />And just being outside and walking around. That bitch Summer constantly tries to trick me into thinking I want to be outside, but I just end up sweaty and surly in under two minutes. Autumn would never do that to me. The air is crisp but not freezing and there's no humidity destroying my hair. It's perfect weather for walking around the city.jMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17170149901242229130noreply@blogger.com