Birds nest in the spring but women nest in the fall.
There is a certain instinct that unexpectedly takes over one day. The temperature has dropped a little, the humidity is lower, and a stray breeze not felt during July and August whispers past as you walk outside. Without even thinking about it, nesting season begins.
My friend, Brenda, called a couple of weeks ago and said, "I think I'm nesting; I've made corn/potato chowder and a loaf of cranberry nut bread today." Coincidentally, I had made split pea soup the day before and homemade croutons to go with it. We agreed that the fall nesting season has begun and we are happily embracing it.
Fall is a time for cozy evenings wrapped in an afghan. A time for making a slow transition to warming, filling soups and stews, apple pie, bread pudding, and hot tea instead of salads, sandwiches, iced tea, and lemonade. A time to say goodbye to stifling days, sweat, and bug spray. A time when our attention begins to turn inward rather than outward. A time to walk outside and look around just for the pure joy of it
Soon it will be time to close up the house and turn on the heat or light the fireplace. It will be time to bring out the heavy sweaters and coats. It will be time to worry about our ears getting cold when we go for a walk. It will be time to look out the window and see bare trees and brown grass. It will be time to begin the sometimes frantic shopping that goes along with the winter holidays.
But for now, fall is here with its glorious colors and fresh, invigorating air. And women are beginning to nest.
There is a certain instinct that unexpectedly takes over one day. The temperature has dropped a little, the humidity is lower, and a stray breeze not felt during July and August whispers past as you walk outside. Without even thinking about it, nesting season begins.
My friend, Brenda, called a couple of weeks ago and said, "I think I'm nesting; I've made corn/potato chowder and a loaf of cranberry nut bread today." Coincidentally, I had made split pea soup the day before and homemade croutons to go with it. We agreed that the fall nesting season has begun and we are happily embracing it.
Fall is a time for cozy evenings wrapped in an afghan. A time for making a slow transition to warming, filling soups and stews, apple pie, bread pudding, and hot tea instead of salads, sandwiches, iced tea, and lemonade. A time to say goodbye to stifling days, sweat, and bug spray. A time when our attention begins to turn inward rather than outward. A time to walk outside and look around just for the pure joy of it
Soon it will be time to close up the house and turn on the heat or light the fireplace. It will be time to bring out the heavy sweaters and coats. It will be time to worry about our ears getting cold when we go for a walk. It will be time to look out the window and see bare trees and brown grass. It will be time to begin the sometimes frantic shopping that goes along with the winter holidays.
But for now, fall is here with its glorious colors and fresh, invigorating air. And women are beginning to nest.
