I’ve always loved the fall! And after a fry-an-egg-on-the-sidewalk-hot summer here in LA, I am really looking forward to it this year – even if, as I’ve noted before, Angeleno autumns don’t tend to be textbook (it’s approaching 100 degrees outside as I’m typing this…).Having spent half my life in NoCal’s Bay Area and half in SoCal, my seasonal cues just aren’t the same as I see on cards and in commercials. Not as many leaves change color and flutter down into yards (there are palm trees in my apartment’s yard). And the air might get nippy but it rarely bites. Still, certain cherished traditions and travelings definitely say “fall” to me – they’re the ways by which I’ve come to know and love this time of year, probably the best of all:
One of my favorite days of the whole year is the first one where I stroll into my local coffee place and find pumpkin spice lattes on the menu board! Now I can celebrate all things cucurbita – that’s the plant genus that includes pumpkins and other great gourds that make their appearances in the fall! Just when I’ve missed them to the point of being ready to eat a Yankee Candle, the butternut squash soups and the pumpkin lattes, cookies, pies and such return to restaurants and grocery store aisles to save me and to make the season official!
Far and away though, my favorite gourd-y regalement remains acorn squash the way Mum used to fix it when I was little. Decades on, just recalling the mingled aromas of sausage, butter and brown sugar baked in a little squash nest call up comfy thoughts of childhood and home!BACK TO THE BARD
As a kid, I used to recognize fall as the time to return to school and, being a big little nerd, I’d get pretty excited about it! When I grew up and entered the working world (perhaps with somewhat less sustained excitement…), I accepted jobs as necessities and as four-seasoned things – but my periodic escapes from them tended to cover all the seasons too!
There were two trips I traditionally took each fall for quite a few years – one being to get my Shakespeare fix! For several decades, the folks and I would meet up and head to Ashland, Oregon for the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. We started out going in the summers but gradually moved the trip to September when we could also celebrate Dad’s birthday.As I’ve covered before (in The Great Ashland Migration Bit), it just wasn’t a proper September unless I’d made my pilgrimage to Ashland, stopped en route to say “hello” to the elk hanging out along the Umpqua River, finished off a lunch with berry cobbler at the Wolf Creek Inn, and then taken in five plays over four glorious days and nights, discussing them at length over meals with the folks, and ending each evening with a nightcap of chocolates from the local sweet shop.
Now that was the way to greet autumn!
“FALL”ING ON THE ICE
I also knew it was fall when, come November, I’d pack up my hockey gear, sticks and luggage to fly to Vancouver for the women’s ice hockey tournament hosted in nearby Burnaby (where, yes, a good deal of on-ice falling on my part did occur…).
One of the terrific perks of this trip was to get a taste of the fall in other climes. Along with obligatory between-games shopping excursions to Roots and Canadian Tire, a walk or rented bike ride around gorgeous Stanley Park was a must!CHRISTMAS THRUST UPON ‘EM
Okay, slipping in just one from my “minus” column. Sooner and sooner it seems each year, I know it’s fall when Christmas carols, decorations and other department store “cheer” arrive.
Maybe it was Mum’s careful training when I was little that makes me cringe today at the early sighting of some creepy elf on a shelf. Mum was born right on Thanksgiving and always insisted that due and full attention be paid to her holiday – and if Santa happened to appear before the Pilgrims were done being thankful, well you have not seen a blacker Friday…
I’m all for Christmas spirit – but invoking the holiday while there’s still Halloween candy on Aisle 5? I will never be ready for that.
THE FORWARD PASS
Okay, what I am ready for is to mark fall’s arrival by the return of two of my favorite sports – college football and NHL hockey!
My passion for hockey came later in life – but football has been part of every fall for as long as I can remember! As a little girl, if we weren’t attending games just a few blocks down the street from home at El Cerrito High School (my big brothers’ and my alma mater!), we were close enough to hear them called by math teacher/play-by-play announcer extraordinaire, Sandy Berman, on many a fall Friday night!Autumn Saturdays were, of course, the realm of college football! Having grown up on the UC Berkeley campus (where Dad was a professor and I went on to be a student), the Cal Bears have been and always will be my team. I’ll own that a fair amount of heartache has gone along with that allegiance – but there have been magical moments too! I catch more games on tv these days than from the stands – but watching always brings me back to those wonderfully crisp and cloudless days at Memorial Stadium where the fall coloring was strictly blue and gold! And my hopes for a winning season? I’m gonna say they “autumn” eternal!
Since moving to LA, ice hockey has jumped to the top of my list of must-follow sports – and the start of the LA Kings’ next campaign is just around the corner! So nowadays, fall means breaking out my jersey, adding a pizza delivery place to my phone’s “favorite” contacts, and pledging with Mum not to miss a single game of my Kings or her beloved Blackhawks! A difficult task – but, gosh darn it, some things just have to be done!THE BACKWARD GLANCE
Finally, even if the weather and the leaves don’t clue me in, I still know it’s autumn just by a certain change of feeling.
I was quizzing Seth (a good friend and great music aficionado!) about songs to do with the season. He was able quickly to rattle off lots of titles – but the one that instantly struck the right chord for me was Simon & Garfunkel’s somber “April Come She Will”. That song would be the perfect soundtrack under my walks around the neighborhood (on the lookout for pumpkin lattes, of course!) which want to slow to a melancholy stroll this time of year.
It’s when I begin to think even more about the past.
In this, the season of harvesting, I end up with a greater yearning to reap memories for a little while than sow them – to lay them in store for safe keeping as I’ve indulged in here. Sweet memories of friends and family I’ve loved and lost. Of those I feel so blessed still to have within reach of my embrace. Of football and hockey games. Home cooked delicacies. Trips to the north and all over the world.
Thoughts as pleasing as a still-warm slice of pumpkin pie…
Well, enough harvesting for now! Sending out my best wishes for a safe and happy autumn – and for vast helpings of whatever says “fall” to you!
August, die she must
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold
September, I’ll remember…
Thanks for a timely and well written blog, Amy! May you and your Mum add to your fall memory books!
Thanks so much, Pastor Jack! Hope you (and the 9ers) have a great fall too!
We are having the opposite, spring tomorrow. It has been a cold and very dry winter. I very much enjoyed reading your journey into fall with all the lovely photos.
Back in Holland and many years ago, I loved ice-skating.
Thank you so much! When I was 4, the family spent almost a year in Australia and we experienced those opposite seasons. Even by LA standards, it was the hottest Christmas I ever spent! And I imagine the weather in Holland was a bit better suited for skating! Thanks again for reading and sharing your thoughts!
What a wonderfully nostalgic take on Autumn! You had me from the first Pumpkin Latte, but I went back for a refil!! That is exactly when I first think Autumn begins and very upset when they run out of Pumpkin (which I may have a role in) at Starbucks. But, your take on the songs, the walks, the sports, are so right! As far as your mum’s holiday: Anitamas should be the holiday and definitely should be observed ADDITIONALLY and with commercials…I wouldn’t mind a day off for it either!! Great post and truly was transported!
Thanks so much, Seth, for your thoughts and for your musical contribution to this post! And I absolutely love your thought about “Anitamas” – Mum is definitely onboard! Thanks again for the kind words – and good to know I’m in the presence of a fellow pumpkin latte enthusiast!
Yay, Hockey! [with a capital ‘H’] Also, thank you for defining “cucurbita”. : )
Yup, almost Hockey time – can’t wait! And I don’t think I’m going to be using “cucurbita” in many sentences, but it could come in handy for Words With Friends! Thanks for reading!
it’s still too hot here to start thinking about autumn:)
I know, right..? It’s supposed to get to 103 tomorrow – but a girl can dream!
It’s a small world. Tell your Mum I share her sentiment regarding merchants and advertisers skipping Thanksgiving in their rush to promote Halloween and Christmas. (Every few years my birthday falls on Thanksgiving.)
I lived in El Cerrito but attended Richmond schools. (I am closer to your Mum’s age.)
I applied to join the Kaleva Ski Club in Berkeley (1952) but was rejected because I am not of Finnish descent.
What is your occupation? If you are not a professional writer, you should be. I enjoy reading your colorful “bits and pieces”.
Wow, it IS a small world! Sorry about the ski club, but interesting that you were in the same neck of the woods! (My folks arrived in Berkeley in 1957 and I “arrived” several years later.) I’ve been a paralegal in the entertainment industry here in LA but have always loved writing on the side. Thanks so much for reading and sharing your Bay Area background – and for the very kind comments!
I’m with you, Amy! Autumn is my favourite season too… Probably because it’s the only time of year when the Irish weather does pretty much what you’d expect it to! It’s still a bit warm and swampy for now, but I’m looking forward to kicking through piles of fallen leaves and eating my own body weight in baked pumpkin and squash 😀 Thanks as always for sharing your memories with us all… And it was nice to see Glendalough feature in your photos this time around! It’s such a beautiful place.
Thank YOU for sharing your thoughts! I’ve been lucky to get to spend a couple falls in Ireland! Yes, Glendalough is beautiful – just the place to enjoy some autumn atmosphere! Thanks for reading!
I really enjoyed this, Amy. The overview of your fall traditions, the eloquent writing, the images and beauties of life on earth were sparkling. Enjoyed the photos too. Autumn here in California, especially So. Cal, is different than the norm (something that I don’t mind a bit), and I like your embracing of it. I hope your autumn is wonderful….
Thanks so much, Jet – very kind! And you have a wonderful autumn too!
Our Toronto Maple Leafs are going to keep your team on their toes this year. I can’t wait for the season to start!
I’m so ready! Although I’m not sure about m’ Kings this year – but I’m always hoping! Lots of luck to the Leafs and their great young talent!
Thanks, Amy! We finally have a reason to be excited. I really don’t care if they win, it’s just great to watch them play. 🙂
My feelings too – although I think wins are a wee bit nicer! 😉
I cannot wait for hockey to start. 🙂
Me neither! Soon – very soon!
Wonderful recollections beautifully shared, thank you.
Thank YOU for reading!
Beautiful article and very nice photos!
Thank you thank you!
Autumn is a “golden” season, I love it too!
I so agree! Thank you very much!
You are welcome