Fall is my favorite time of year. It finally cools off and the air is crisp, leaves change to beautiful shades of orange and yellow, pumpkins are everywhere and I can bust out my collection of scarves and sweaters.
Except this year we moved to Hawaii. Although the locals will tell you something different, there’s really only one season here. In case you did not know, that one season is summer.
[Side Note: A tip for fall for EVERYONE who may enjoy pumpkin spice: At Starbucks, try ordering a venti iced chai tea latte with TWO pumps of pumpkin. It is the happiest my taste buds get!]
Pumpkins are everywhere and Halloween decorations are up, but it’s still in the 80s during the day. Pumpkin spice can be found in anything and everything, as to be expected. People even attempt to dress like it has gotten cooler.
I know what month it is, yet, it’s really weird and off putting seeing friends and family post pictures of themselves in sweaters and my goodness! SNOW already?! Yet here we are, on the beach, doused in sunscreen, in an endless summer.
Over the past weekend, we went to the beach. It was part of a quiet lagoon, blocked off from big waves, and perfect for Finn. We were able to take him out into the water and also sit him on the beach as the water came in – without too much worry. It could not have been more perfect and Finn loved every moment of it.
The next day, we went to a pumpkin patch. It was very festive, with games and rides, snacks and photo ops. They had a hayride and you could even go and pick out your own pumpkin. It was 92 degrees out and a man was playing summery songs on the ukulele.
I am out of my element.
I have our Halloween decorations up and pumpkin scented candles burning. I can’t have fall this year, not like I’m used to, and that is okay. It’s a new experience and we will be back living on the mainland soon enough.
We live in Hawaii and we’re not allowed to complain because of it. BUT here’s the thing: I’m not complaining about living in such a beautiful place. I’m not really complaining, at all. I just really love fall, and wearing layers, and gloomy rainy days. I have season jealousy, just for fall!
I feel bad for Finn. When we leave here he will be three and half, maybe four. Warm weather will be all he knows. We are seriously debating going home after this is all said and done, so California will not be too much of a shock, but warmer clothes will be in order!