FALL

The leaves are prematurely falling here in the north. Today is equi-lichtal--equal light (is that a word?). My dad always said that it rains around the equinox and sure enough there is plenty of rain in the air. I like fall, the growing sense of inward journey, of internalness and the beginning of nesting for cooler weather.

Nesting is a particularly happy thing for us introverts, who like navel-gazing in quiet times, writing in our journals, and being contemplative in a noisy way in front of TV. Is fall a gift for good introverts?