Autumn has arrived bringing along lovely low temperatures, so that even here in the south I can imagine that seasons are still as wonderfully regular as they are in books.
Fall is the best time for me. It is beautiful- windows open and nature puts on her most lively ensemble. The kids pull out boxes of Halloween decorations and we hit thrift stores, scouring the aisles for the perfect pieces to complete our costumes.
It is the time of year in which, no matter how busy I am I pick up Something Wicked This Way Comes and revel in Bradbury’s atmospheric, perfectly crafted world. A world which houses boys like mine, one light, one dark.
There are soups and warm mugs.