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Thursday, September 11, 2008
You know it’s fall in Georgia when…
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…I can expunge my wicked feelings of seasonal jealousy.
How’s home? I asked an old friend in Detroit.
Rough time, he said. “But it’s fall in the Mitten. Nothing like it.”
Sigh. It’s so true: the warm breezes, the endless view of red and gold, apple-picking and the smell of cinnamon and fire on every block. Fall doesn’t start till Sept. 22, but I guess it’s settling in quickly up there.
So here we Georgians are in summer’s death knell, when it chokes out its last 90-degree days. I’ve noticed one small change — I tug on a long-sleeved shirt for evening bike rides now, like fall is too shy to show itself in the light of day.
Otherwise, I’m not sure of the signs of fall here, or even how long it lasts. (Every little trick-or-treating princess and vampire in Michigan wears a winter coat. Maybe not here?) I found proof in this November 2006 photo that our leaves will show their season.
Lovely, but…November? November. Seriously.
Surely, surely there’s something sooner? You’d better believe I’m keeping a close eye on the trees in my neighborhood, and the Chattahoochee-Oconee National Forest Color Report.
We’re putting together an appreciation of fall, and we’d like your input. If you’ve got a strong sense of signs of the season in Georgia, leave a comment or shoot me an e-mail at jgumbrecht@ajc.com. Doesn’t matter if it’s football, raking or an undeniable craving for apple cider that does it.
Just finish this sentence: I know it’s fall in Georgia when…
