The feel of fall

TWICE IN THE past week, I’ve noticed a feel of fall, which is odd because it’s cool here most of the time. But this feel was different. It felt like fall, which is still more than a week away.

fallDuring the 15-plus years I lived in Houston, the arrival of fall was a huge deal because summer was such a misery, weather-wise. The arrival of fall here is less notable, but it’s sweet to feel it anyway. At times, some of our leaves actually change color. Not spectacularly like they do in Atlanta, but it’s a nice touch.

In Houston, the arrival of autumn almost invariably happened on the 21st to 23rd of September, a very narrow time span. I defined the debut of fall, officially or not, as the arrival of the first front that dropped the temp to 59 or less.

It did not matter if the temperature rose above 60 later in the day or even to 70, the mere fact that it hit the 50s at dawn was good enough for me. It was exhilarating.

Autumn of the year takes on an additional significance for those in the fall of their lives, and even more so for those of us in chill winter with snow-white heads.

Time moves on and, with luck, we’re still around in springtime.

There’s no guarantee.

6 thoughts on “The feel of fall

  1. No sign of Fall here in North Texas. A week from today we get a little relief with a forecasted high of 90 degrees and a chance of rain. Looking forward to many more seasons of your humor and wisdom!


    1. Thirsty: Hold onto your sombrero. The 21st or so is just around the corner. Of course “climate change” may have altered the Texas situation in my almost 20 years of absence, but if not, cool is on the way. And thanks for the kind words.


  2. I can tell you first hand that it was 93* and humid with scattered rain showers in Houston yesterday, pretty much the same daily forecast there for quite some time. And breezy but that didn’t help.


  3. Here in the desert, the coming of Fall has been evident for a couple of weeks now. Certainly not by the temperature, though. It’s still at or above 100 degrees almost every day. How we can see that Fall is coming is by the shadows on the mountains and the types and looks of the clouds as the sun makes its annual journey southward. A giant natural sundial across the cosmos. And yesterday the clouds looked downright wintry even though the temperature was 98 degrees. A remnant of our “monsoon” was brewing off to the east, and the clouds surrounding it sure looked for all the world like a northern snow storm. We’ve had a meager monsoon season this year here, but certain parts of the desert have been drenched. Of course, there is a chorus of folks claiming it’s all due to “man-made global warming.” They’ve conveniently forgotten that way before cars and power plants, folks left this area in droves due to a really big drought across the Southwest, abandoning all the pueblos and settlements for Gringos to find hundreds of years later!


    1. Pablo: I envy your life in the desert except for one aspect, the heat. Can’t abide by heat, which makes desert life a challenge most places. There are cold deserts here and there.

      As for global warming, ain’t much to be done about that, I don’t think.


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