Oscar Wilde must have been experiencing something very much like this week in Washington when he described the collapse of summer into fall. In our nation's capital, the heat of summer disappeared without ceremony, and autumn has gracefully assumed its place. We are suddenly greeted by the small pleasures of fall: brisk mornings, honeycrisp apples at the farmer's market, and pleasant afternoons perfect for playground lingering.
For many of us, fall serves as an impetus to begin planning for winter holidays and look ahead to the end of another year. Instead, in these sweet days of shifting balance, I am trying to savor the season. As I recreate my calendar, I am identifying an opportunity to escape from the city for a weekend apple picking excursion. I am taking the long, slow route to my appointments, allowing time to observe the changing leaves. I am gathering autumn produce for harvest meals. These simple acts are helping me stay grounded in the present moment.
What pleasures do you associate with fall? Can incorporating them into your life help you savor the season?