My First Autumn Living in Maine

Dear friends,

I’d been to Maine in the Autumn-ish time twice before I actually moved here. Once in September and once in November. Some people say you should visit during every season before making the choice to live here. They may be right. But what is life if you have to overthink and plan every little thing that might or might not go wrong? You’ll have to excuse me though as I’ve reached a point where I know life is never again going to be perfect so I may as well go for it and figure it out as I go! What’s the best that could happen?!

The trees literally feel like they’ve changed colors overnight and it’s been every bit of magic as you can imagine. Driving through the back country roads is so therapeutic and now I truly understand why everyone loves a good cozy Fall movie (not that I didn’t understand before but somehow Casper or Double Double, Toil and Trouble hits differently when you’ve become a stale adult who now worries about the kind of ingredients that are in Halloween candy).

Every day, I’ve been trying to bottle up this magical Autumn for as long as possible by taking photos of, well, everything. Some days, I don’t always feel like jumping in the car and exploring the sights but 95% of the time, I talk myself into it and absolutely never regret it. It’s so important that I take the little amount of free time I have to myself and just see where the wind takes me. Sometimes I have a plan and sometimes I don’t. If these hard times of caregiving and whatnot have taught me anything, it’s to live more in the moment (but why did life have to become hard just to teach me that valuable lesson?). 

For the rest of Autumn, I intend to visit a pumpkin patch, a goat farm and whatever else I come across. I hear it’ll soon get dark at 4pm (um, Maine, are you feeling okay??) but that will certainly provide me many calm moments of making homemade soup and cookies, which is what I think the majority of our human selves crave most in life (I dare you to prove me wrong). 

Slowing down. It’s never a bad thing, right? (Remind me to re-read this post when I have cabin fever 2 months from now). But until then, I hope you, too, are enjoying your version of Autumn!

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