There is always an August day that brings rain. And after that, the air smells of warmed blackberries and sharpened pencils. The light is different, too –sharper and more focused, warming the early turning leaves to apricoty golds.
Fall has arrived.
I had commented over on my Facebook page that fall makes me want to buy a new lunchbox. It was great fun to see what fall and back to school memories others shared, including pleated wool skirts, saddle shoes and the smell of a new thermos (before you accidentally left the milk sitting in it overnight).
What words come to mind when you think of fall and heading back to school? Please share!