An Ode to Autumn: 10 Reasons Fall is the Best Season

Oh, autumn. You sexy, sexy beast. I do love you so. Let me count the ways.


1. All the colors.

Oh my God, all the sumptuous, bright, warm, eye-popping colors. Color me gaga.

2. Scarves.

I have about ten, and my collection is definitely not big enough yet. I love wearing a different scarf every day. If I could have one for every day of the month, that would be great. (Hint hint, family and friends.)

3. Cooler weather.

I am not a +30 kind of girl, unless I’m headed to Mexico. Get me somewhere between +15 and +20, and I’m a happy happy lady. Even the +8 of these early fall days is glorious. Wrap me up in leggings and a scarf, and all is right with the world.


4. Hallo-freaking-ween.

I LOVE Halloween. I don’t know why. I just love the spookiness, the chilliness, the silly fun of it. The lead up to it is almost as fun for me as the lead up to Christmas. I don’t even really dress up anymore; last year, Bryan was out of town and I stayed home by myself and watched Mission Impossible 4: Ghost Protocol, and it was still the best. Even if we don’t get any party invites, aka excuses to dress up, I’m sure that we will have a horror movie fest (Bryan’s fave; check out his recommendations from last year here).

5. Pumpkin, sweet potato, spices.

So cliche, I know, but pumpkin anything is totally okay in my books. And the under-appreciated sweet potato! I can’t wait to try this pastry recipe from A Beautiful Mess.


6. Thanksgiving.

A long weekend specifically for spending time with family and giving thanks? Sign me up, y’all. I can’t wait to go home this weekend!

7. “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald

There is something beautiful and melancholy and wonderful about the season of dying. Of leaves falling from the trees in order to make room for the new leaves that will blossom next year. Though we are moving into winter, a season traditionally associated with death, fall just screams of renewal to me.

8. The hint of winter.

I hate being cold, but oh my lanta, I love winter. I love the sparkle of sun on the snow, I love curling up in my apartment with hot tea and a good book/TV show, I love waking up in the morning and having it be pitch black while I go about my AM routine. I love CHRISTMAS. Having that crisp breath of wind in my face in the fall speaks of the glories of winter yet to come.


9. Playing in the leaves.

I remember one year when my family and I went to our local church and raked the leaves, putting them all into those delightfully cheesy ghost and pumpkin garbage bags. It was so much fun to play in the leaves: making giant piles to jump in and out of, throwing them in the air, throwing them at each other. Bryan and I went on a walk last week and I made a point of stopping in the park and throwing some leaves around.

10. Oscar bait movies start coming out.

Bryan and I are major movie lovers. We go often, usually at least twice a month (when we aren’t dead broke). While summer movies are great fun, fall is when the real heavyweights start coming out, the movies that are hoping to compete for an Oscar. I’m particularly looking forward to seeing these: Gravity, 12 Years a Slave, August: Osage County (the Batch!), and Blue is the Warmest Color. Except that there are about 20 more that I am really excited to see as well. The field is deep this time of year, guys. I love going to the movies, hemming and hawing about which one to see, rather than settling for a summer blockbuster. (Though we saw some good ones this summer. The Way, Way Back stands out, in particular. I love love LOVE Sam Rockwell.)


What’s your favorite season? Do you love fall like I do?

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Jessica can most often be found with her nose in a book, or writing her newest short story/screenplay/novel, but she also has a passion for travel, child-care & development, psychology, feminism (and other forms of equality), and making the world a better place in general. Email Me