Counting Down to the First Hints of the Autumn Season
Summer is upon us and I find myself thinking of the Autumn season. When I was a child, I loved the opening days of summer, as that meant the public pool would be open and I could swim the summer afternoons away. It also meant no school and that was exciting. However, after suffering a bout of sunstroke while dancing around a maypole one May Day, summer and I turned out to be not the best of friends. Bugs; lizards and snakes; places without air conditioning; places with too much air conditioning; extreme heat; and the restlessness of muggy days and evenings; have all contributed to this disdain. So I…
Why Do We Love Autumn?
The First Hint of Autumn We have been conditioned since we were children that autumn meant back to school, which was exciting for me because I loved school and I also loved purchasing new school supplies. Even to this day, new pencils and a notebook are a real treat for me. However, it also meant homemade cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate everyday after school. My mom made the best homemade cinnamon rolls, dripping with vanilla icing. I could smell them, hot out of the oven as I turned the corner onto my street. Oftentimes, I would run home just to grab one before I went out to play. Halloween As a…
The Lost Art of Letter Writing
Pen Pals My feelings were expressed on the cream-colored scalloped-edge paper. I folded the letter in the matching envelope, licked it closed, and headed to the post office. The postmaster said it would arrive in Toronto by the end of the week. Two weeks later, I looked down the street in search of the letter carrier. Would Connie tell me to go with Bill or Gary to the Senior Prom? I depended on Connie’s advice. It wasn’t like I could pick up the phone and call Toronto.
