My wife likes the season of Spring. It's the time of year for "new life." Trees budding, grass greening, plants sprouting, animals birthing, robins returning - all wonderful and beautiful signs of creation.
But for me – GIVE ME FALL!!!
I love the Fall colors – the multi-hued trees, the vivid mums, the ripe orchards, the crisp mornings, and the look on the golf course. (What did you expect – eventually I would get around to golf!)
I grew up in New Hampshire and experienced the splendid change of seasons. Winter was okay, but it meant shoveling snow way too often; Spring was nice, except it meant getting dressed up for Easter Sunday (new shoes and maybe the only time I wore a suit as a kid!) and preparing the flower beds; Summer was fun, no school, beaches, swimming pool, but it also meant mowing the lawn way too often, weeding the flower beds and a summer JOB (caddying and later in age a variety of jobs). And then there was FALL – glorious, marvelous, stimulating FALL! (except, as a kid, the downside of Fall was the start of a new school year!)
In Fall the Summer job was over, no need for fancy clothes, AND it was the time that I could play golf. Fall was my time on the course – to play. In my life, Fall and golf are forever united. In Fall golf courses never look better - the fairways seem greener, the greens brighter, the tree lines more dramatic (but still as dangerous!) In Fall, the courses seem less crowded, flight of the ball seems longer, and the strike seems crisper. I would always try to schedule my vacations in Fall, just so I could play golf during the best time of year!
Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring – if I have a choice, and I guess I do – I CHOOSE FALL! How about you?
I'm a sucker for summer! Being a SoCal native that went to college in FL I just can't get enough of the sun!
ReplyDelete@Apryl DeLancey - boy, you covered both coasts! Where in Florida?
ReplyDeleteArt, you're not alone. There's something rather majestic about the autumn - something about the atmosphere. The smell of fallen leaves, the crisp air, the feeling that you should enjoy these last weeks before winter takes hold. Perhaps it's a New England thing (grew up in CT), but walking down a tree-lined fairway, branches ablaze with orange and gold, makes me stop and think, "You know, I may stink at golf, but God I love this game."
ReplyDeleteI have vivid memories of the fall. The raking leaves when I lived up north are not that awesome, but I love everything else about the fall. The weather just starts to get cool, the leaves change colors, the air smells crisp and clean. Sigh. Walking to school and kicking leaves and kidding with friends. I love halloween and carving pumpins into jack-o-lanterns and getting ready for the holiday season. Good memories.
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