I think that fall is my Rhett Butler.
I can’t help it.
I have a little Scarlett in me.
Remember how she flirted with the Tarleton boys and flitted her fan and sashayed around the dance floor with her 18″ waist and her crinolines and arched eyebrows.
Remember how she pined after Ashley and followed him around and flirted shamelessly with him in front of Melanie after she wrapped herself in those curtains and willingly stole Suellen’s fiancée Frank and became a hard-hearted business mogul.
Bless her heart.
In the end….it always came back to Rhett.
That’s how I feel about the other seasons.
I mean….I have a crush on winter.
Winter….with it’s blustery days filled with soup and dinner by the fire and sledding and ice skating and Christmas…..glorious Christmas.
But somewhere around February…..I am so over winter.
I’m over the cold and the slush and the dirt and huddling by the fire and damp mittens and puddles of snow by the back door.
I’m arching my eyebrows and tapping my dancing feet with impatience.
And just when I don’t want to dance any more with winter…..spring comes along.
He is just so cute.
Spring with its green leaves and tiny shoots of flowers poking up through the soil and the wonderful smell of earth and all that is good and right with the world.
New and fresh and wonderful.
For a while.
And then I’m ready to move on.
I need a new dance partner.
I’m ready to leave the rain and the damp and the bluster and the hustle and bustle that is spring.
I’m ready for summer.
Ready for warmth and sunny days and the lazy carefree moments when the hustle and bustle slows.
Ready for the beach and the ocean and fireflies dancing in the back pasture and the smell of hay that’s just been cut and freshly squeezed lemonade on the back porch.
Ready for simplicity and good books and days spent day dreaming.
And somewhere between the chapters of the book and the sips of lemonade…..
……my heart starts to yearn for fall.
I’m tired of Ashley and the Tarleton boys and all the others filling up my dance card.
I’m ready to dance with my favorite season of all.
I’m ready for that moment when you can smell fall in the air. It tickles your nose and makes your heart race.
That first crisp cool fall day.
When you see the first leaf fall and you know that nature is getting ready to paint a brilliant masterpiece.
Amazing colors of every shade and hue burst forth around every bend.
Right now the road to Thistlewood is a glorious place to be.
I wish you could see it.
So if you happen to be in the neighborhood…..just stop at the mailbox and honk…..
…..I’m the one on the back porch wrapped in curtains dancing with Rhett
PS Which season do you like to dance with?
PPS If you love fall as much as I do and you want to have a little fall for your home…..one of my sponsors, Redbird Cottage Art has this piece of beautiful artwork (and so many others) for sale in her ETSY shop. She also offers hand-painted cards and gift box card sets, too!
You can also visit her at her website.
And the best part! She is offering Thistlewood Farm readers a $10.00 credit to use toward your purchase (excluding greeting cards) at her website! Simply use the code: KBXSCL from now until the end of November.
edited to add: The $10.00 off is good only at the website….not the ETSY shop. My apologies for any confusion. I was distracted by fall whispering sweet nothings in my ear!