Day 52: Fall in the District

In a very typical sequence of events for me, I realized how much I love summer and everything about it the year after graduating college (read: when there were no more “summers” left). For someone who’s always cold, you can imagine that winter is my least favorite season. And spring, well, at least you know it’s getting warmer.

But fall, well, fall has always meant returning to school, turning a year older, and the need for sweatshirts and jackets and hats and gloves and scarves… You get the picture. New England is famous for its fall foliage, but I think I was always so preoccupied with the upcoming misery that I never stopped to really appreciate the leaves and their colors.

I spent this past weekend strolling through and exploring Georgetown. It was there that the beauty of the season finally hit me. Wearing a light sweater and scarf, Starbucks white mocha in hand, I was able to enjoy the crisp, fresh air and vibrant scenery that surrounded me, and for that, I am truly grateful. (It’s amazing how at peace you can feel once you slow down enough to take in the present.)

What about you? How do you feel about fall?