I'm a little leery of Fall.
I like cardigans, cider, and boots, but Fall comes a little too close to Winter to make me truly comfortable.
That said, I'm a big fan of Halloween.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE the creativity and imagination that goes with Halloween. A single day, every year that we collectively decide to be who or whatever it is that we dare to dream up.
Also. What other day of the year does your entire neighborhood come to your doorstep and ring your doorbell?
We live in a cookie cutter neighborhood that I have a love/hate relationship with. On the one hand, I went to ART SCHOOL. I like original. I don't do planned neighborhoods. The fact that my house looks like my next-door-neighbor's, and the one across the street AND the one 2 houses down, etc., etc., etc., really bothers me — even though our brick and shutters ARE different colors. As if we those changes would make us forget. . .
On the other hand, there are kids EVERYWHERE. We have a neighborhood pool. There's a greenway and creek that run alongside our neighborhood. We have sidewalks and a big yard. It is really quite perfect for our family right now.
And yet, I know only the few families who live 2 or 3 houses to the left and right of my own. I realize no great lasting friendships are going to emerge from this one night, but I still think it's pretty amazing that despite all the junk going on in this world, on October 31st, I will have 300+ stranger/neighbors come to my house, while my own daughters giggle their way to each of their houses.
I think we could use a little more of that all year long.