I have a fond spot for September and of course it is rooted in plenty of memories. I also love this month for the expectations to come. This includes cooler weather, the color of the leaves, and the smell of rain in the morning.
I of course look back pleasantly on my days back in grad school. I remember driving over the Chesapeake bay heading to my first day of grad school. I cherish the days of preparing for fall marathons. September was the time training shifted up a gear. And there were new school clothes that did feel quite right.
And least I forget, the days of driving our middle daughter up and down the west coast for school. The leaves would hint at autumn an inevitability it would rain. To be more specific it would pour. It was always an adventure. September always leads to something more interesting, change is in the air.