Boo! It’s my favorite holiday of the year. For me, October kicks off a month of arts and crafts projects. Painting pumpkins, cutting out cardboard shapes of bats and spiders, stretching spider webs across my fireplace and searching online for the perfect spooky portraits and ghostly images to scare my friends when they come over for my annual pumpkin carving party. It’s a time to return to the childhood excitement of haunting tales, art class, dressing up and playing make believe.
Growing up in the South, autumn has always been my favorite time of year. Those first crisp days in October when I got to wear a cozy sweater, my hair actually looked decent without the frizz inducing humidity, and I would snuggle down with a cup of hot cocoa after an afternoon of playing in the fallen leaves.
These days I’m in San Francisco where almost every day feels like Fall. But there’s still something special about the cooler and shorter days. I love watching Orelia, my beautiful cockapoo puppy, sniff the fallen leaves with excitement and throw herself into them with abandon.
That’s exactly how I feel about the holiday season and frankly, life itself these days. I’m throwing myself into it with abandon and enjoying every moment.