Fall Guy
I would love fall---or autumn, if you prefer---much more if I was more tolerant of what comes behind it: Old Man Winter. I adore a crisp fall morning, afternoon and evening. I get to enjoy them all because our Jack Russell Terrier demands exercise in the form of several walks per day, so I don't have much of a choice. But it's all good. So I like the smell of someone burning something or another in the distance. I like the colors, of course. On Saturday afternoons, I like knowing that, all over the country, college football games are being played, whether that college has 1,000 students or 50,000. But as I get older I find myself more and more resentful of the Old Man every year from December thru March. I just don't have the patience anymore for the snow and the ice and the hazards they both bring---and I'm including dog walking in there, in addition to driving. Don't tell me that you're safer walking on the sidewalks in winter time than you are sliding around ...