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The Twelfth Thing to Love About Madison: Fall
September 9, 2008 12:04 AM
ight now, I'm thinking that fall has to be my favorite season. There's something about the crisp air on a fall night that makes the world seem--for lack of a more hetero term--magical. Fall reminds me of riding ferris wheels, Halloween, the feeling of being buried in blankets, Wes Anderson movies, and that scene from American Beauty where Ricky's showing Jane the video of the plastic bag. Fall makes me feel, for whatever reason, like the world is full of awesome possiblities but that, at the same time, it's on the brink of ending.
Fall in Wisconsin is even awesomer. There's all the harvest-related events like corn mazes and apple cider and shit. Fall in Wisconsin seems to be what autumn was meant to feel like.
Oh, and the fucking leaves changing color. That's pretty fucking awesome. It's also a nice change from Flagstaff where the evergreens were, well, always fucking green. Except when they were brown and dead.
So, yeah, I like fall.


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I agree that WI's falls are much more awesome that a Tucson fall. Here we celebrate the fact that the high temp is ONLY 97 degrees and soon it will be December when we can pullout our sweatshirts (which are useless between 9am and 9pm).
I feel the same way about fall, and I wonder how much of it is connected to our lives having been dictated by the academic calendar for so many years. Even when I wasn't particularly excited about the beginning of a school year, there was always the possibility that it'd be the best year ever, that I'd walk to school in a new coat and crunch leaves on the way and everything would be just great. Don't know. But there's definitely something about the season.
Lindsay!
You know what your comment about fall reminded me of? "We're Going to Be Friends," which reminds me of you.
How are you?
Also, please use the pseudonym :)