With one fell swoop...

...summer was over.

After almost an entire month of dry gorgeous weather, one little rain storm changed it all. This rain was nothing like that one day where the city was being overshadowed by funnel clouds. The day that saw me running for safety from the onslaught of the flood barelling from the sky. This was just a fall rain shower. But from that moment on, the temperature had dropped and fall was upon us.

I will miss wearing my capris and flip flops outside until the weather starts to turn in about 6-8 months. But I love fall.

At least the beginning of fall. When the leaves start to change on the trees and a light jacket helps you cope with the cooler temperatures. Maybe even mittens on a frosty morning. Fall - when the sun still glistens through the leaves on the trees, flowing as the wind blows through the city.

Walking along College street the other day, I enjoyed my time observing the night life. It couldn't have been later then 8pm, but the sun sets by 6.30pm these days. The crisp air was enough to keep you alert but appreciate the warm sweater hugging your upper body. People darted around the street at a quicker pace, bundled up and sheltering themselves from the new temperatures. We still need time to adjust our inner body thermometres before being able to accept the cooler weather. All a part of the ritual as we slowly adjust to the arrival of winter. In the winter months, days like these will be distant dreams we aspire to see again.

With every side street I passed, the wind would pick up and leaves would flutter along the sidewalk, the sound of scratching filling the air as their rigid bodies flank the pavement. Many trees are still holding tight to their leaves, unable to embrace the change of season just yet. Soon enough the trees will shed their spring time growths and the skeletal remains of its trunk and limbs will stretch out awaiting the snow.

Fresh snow on bare trees is a treat in the winter.

Standing outside on our balcony, I wait with anticipation as the tree that stands between our apartment and the view of downtown slowly reveals a little bit more of the CN tower with every passing day.

The changing of the season. The changing of the moods of those within the city. I will walk the streets and observe those around, appreciating the little changes that appear on our streets as the summer bows down to the fall.