Goodbye August, Hello September

Goodbye August, Hello September

Goodbye August, Hello September

I’m so excited for fall. It brings many of my favorite things with it: football, Thanksgiving, and hockey.

But my favorite fall thing is Halloween. I love it, all the decorations, all the spooky stuff like haunted houses, haunted hayrides, pumpkins, and fresh apple cider.

I have more Halloween decorations than Christmas decorations. I love to set up our yard with skeletons, witches, scarecrows, and lights, along with fall decorations we leave up for Thanksgiving “our forgotten holiday.”

Last year I came home one evening from work. My husband had bought a 12-foot scary clown and had it in our two-story dining room. It scared me half to death, not because it was scary looking, but because it was a clown. I’m not a big fan of clowns and he knows that. (He’s a jokester.)

I’ve had friends who are clowns, and they don’t bother me dressed because I know who’s behind the make-up. I had an unbelievably bad experience as a child with a clown, though, that I’ve never forgotten.

I love fall and Halloween so much people have asked if I was born in October. When I say no, that I was born in July, they say you should love summer. I do love summer and all the other seasons, but, sorry folks, fall is my favorite time of year. Fall brings bonfires, sweatshirts, cooler nights to sleep with the windows open and no more air conditioners running. We can hear all the sounds of the night creatures big and small late at night in the woods behind our home.

The only fall thing I’m not of fan of is pumpkin spiced items. Don’t judge me on that, I love the smell, but I don’t like the flavor. Weird I know, but it is what it is.

One young couple’s children ask every year when we are putting up the skeletons! This makes me more excited to know the children like the yard and look forward to seeing the skeletons on the old tractor my husband placed in our yard. Living out in the country has its advantages, like a tractor sitting in your yard. (It really is a conversation piece.)

The skeleton driver of the tractor changes from Halloween clothes to Thanksgiving/fall clothing then to Santa Skeleton for Christmas. When the New Year comes, he goes back to his home in our attic.

So, in September when I start putting up Halloween and fall decorations, don’t be judgmental!  Fall is the most wonderful time of the year for me and I know there are many others out there waiting to decorate.

Happy fall y’all.