By Martin Cross, October 15, 2019
By Martin Cross, October 15, 2019
I know it’s an unpopular opinion but I simply don’t love fall. Sure, I love the beautiful changing of the leaves, the contrast of the cold crisp mornings with the warm afternoons, when the air feels so clean and the skies are so clear. I love watching nature take it’s next step in the cycle of life. I like harvest time and the feeling of bringing in the last of the vegetables from my summer garden. But I still don’t LOVE fall. I don’t like the cold mornings, the bundling up, the need to layer on the clothes and jackets and most of all I don’t like the shorter, darker days that signal that winter is coming. Winter in Oregon. Bleh. I’ve been here my whole life and even though I know all the benefits, the cold, wet days of winter just grind on me now. I don’t like the cold. I don’t like the rain. But most of all, I really can’t stand the ever present grey smear that coats our skies from November until April.