I remember my elementary school in New York, P.S.1, used to put on a Halloween parade every year and all of us students would go to school dressed up in costume. My mom would meet my brother, cousin, and myself outside when it came time for the parade. She would walk with us around the block in this little parade to show off our costumes. The sky always had gloomy clouds this time of the year, and there were orange and yellow maple leaves in the gutter. It was absolutely perfect for Halloween.
I'm ready for more cool weather and sweaters and knitting and candles and tea. Bridget made a very good point in one of her recent posts. I love watching shows, no matter how light-hearted the plot lines are, that take place in a small town. I'd love to live in a big city, but I really do see myself settling down in a small town where I will most likely get to know my neighbors, where the leaves fall this time of the year and "get crunchy", where kids can walk to school, where community events go on all through the year, where holiday events are the most beautiful thing and something to look forward to, where shops are owned by families, and where fall happens before the holidays start. It never truly feels like Halloween, Thanksgiving, or Christmas without a chill in the air and wearing sweaters cozied up with tea. My town right now, Winter Park, is not big enough of a city, and not small enough of a town for me. But right now, I'm enjoying it and the holiday events and the community thus far.