Happy New Year!
No, I’m not hopped up on espresso this morning and racing so quickly that I think we’ve actually reached 20-10…or two thousand ten…or whatever we’re gonna call it. I just always think of fall as the beginning of a new year, don’t you?
No matter how many decades it’s been since the final school bell rang for me, I always think of fall as a time of new beginnings, rather than the beginning of the end of the year.
The beginning of the school year always brought something new: a new wardrobe, new teachers, new friends, and new challenges.
I find the crisp, clean autumn air invigorating. It’s a welcome change after the stifling humidity of August when everything and everybody seemed to be in slow motion. When fall comes around I want to…I don’t know … DO something. Clean the garage. Rake some leaves. Go apple picking. Cook a pot roast.
The days may be shorter, but there’s nothing better to keep you from putting on your pajamas and hiding under the covers when it turns dark at 5:30 than a new project — something to give you a reason to get through November and the New England winters that never seem to end. So shrug off that seasonal affective disorder, pull on that ratty cardigan, and turn over a new leaf!
Get back in that old familiar rhythm. Learn something new this fall. Take a class … join a book group…start a wine lover’s club…take up quilting, or knitting. Come on, you’re burning daylight!