Well folks, today is Labor day, and as most of us pretty much call it, the last big weekend of summer. Autumn is undoubtedly is one of my favorite times of the year, and will be here before we know it. Not just because hunting season comes in, but its just something that has been in my blood as a kid that loves it when the days get shorter and become cooler, and the leaves change colors and start coming off the trees.
Autumn has special memories for all of us, but I was sitting here remembering my earlier days growing up in Northeast Indiana when I knew that fall was close. The first day of school was always the first sign, and then about a month later, I start seeing leaves turn light shades of yellow and red, and seeing some in the yard.
I also remember hoping that there would always be a huge gust of wind and blow alot out of the trees so I could rake them into leaf forts. This was always special to me because my older cousin and I grew up together, and now instead of calling him on the phone to go do something, we cant because we live over 500 miles away from each other now, but those memories will always live on.
Sitting in the back yard watching the squirrels scamper to get nuts for winter, watching the orb spiders build big webs from low laying branches to the ground, and watching big formations of geese and ducks flying south for the winter, and the smell of burning leaves as my dad raked up my old leaf forts and burned them.
I also loved the time because it was time to pick apples and the farmers always harvest. I remember my Grandmother used to make jars of apple butter and peach and strawberry jam.
Of course there was always Halloween too, which meant carving pumpkins, decorating yards, and of course free candy
My most favorite part of Autumn though is around the time of Thanksgiving, because by then, the highs are in the 50's, and it is once again time for the family to get together again, which my dad and stepmom come down every thanksgiving to visit.
Afterward is some of the best fun, the Pre Christmas rush. Black Friday, or the friday after thanksgiving seeing everybody rush to the stores for the best deals, and soon thereafter, putting up the christmas tree and decorations.
These were all memories that I had with my family growing up in Indiana, and now that I am older in live in Tennessee, I am hoping I can pass these memories on to my kids, and hope they will get the same feeling about Autumn that I have had my entire life, and hope they will have their own memories that they can tell their kids one day.
Like I had said though, Autumn means something different to each of us, and if you have any special memories of the Autumn you wish to share, please do.