It’s Autumn, or as the leaves call it, Fall. Curiously, it begins at different times for different folk. Everyday seasons.

For some, the holiday Labor Day signals the end of summer, ergo Autumn begins the day after Labor Day.

Purists cling to the Autumnal Equinox as the beginning of Autumn. This year it happened on September 22, 2013.

(This is not to be confused with the Vernal Equinox. That happens in March and signals the beginning of, well, Vern.) Poor Vern. The season of his equinox does not even share his name

Others say October marks the beginning of Fall. As a matter of fact, there’s a whole festival named in honor of the month.

Octoberfest celebrates the coming of the season and is officially held each year in Munich, Bavaria, Germany. Wikipedia says, “The Oktoberfest is an important part of Bavarian culture, having been held since 1810.” It involves drinking lots of strong beer out of great big mugs

Strangely, Octoberfest begins in September. (Probably because they can’t wait until October to celebrate it. Although, it does end on the first Sunday in October.)

A few things I notice more about October now than I did in years past.

Haunted houses. So many many more of them. Not the REAL haunted houses, but the “for profit” ones that proliferate the area now and charge $30 to $50 bucks for the privilege to be scared. Every day, I get Groupon offers. People, I live in Chicago. There are streets I can visit every single day and get scared for free.

Then, a little P & A.


Pumpkins and Apples. If you guessed it, reward yourself a pumpkin latte with an apple crisp.

Pumpkins. They’re everywhere, they’re everywhere. Not just the big spheroid orange squash family things you carve, but myriad derivatives of pumpkin products proliferate presently. Check out the Trader Joe’s ad that features no less than 17 pumpkin items.

There’s Pumpkin Spiced Coffee, Pumpkin Ale, Pumpkin Cream Cheese, Pumpkin Bread, Pumpkin Ice Cream, Pumpkin Bars just to name a few.

It’s Almost like Hans and Franz of SNL fame, everybody wants to “Pump -kin you up.” In case you forgot:

Apples. Who hasn’t gone apple picking if you live in the American Midwest? It’s a tradition. It’s fun reaching and plucking the fruit, filling the bag with apples. And, when you arrive home your very first thought is, “What the heck and I going to do with all these apples?”

When you buy pumpkins, your choices are small, medium, or large. Ah, but with apples, there’s: Blondie, Braeburn, Gala, Jonathan, Jonagold, Winesap, Macintosh, Corlands, Fuji, Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Granny Smith, and Honey Crisp, just to name a few. (Watch out. The honey crisp cost more in Michigan.) Oddly, I have found no apple variety named Bob.

Many people shiver and cringe at a sighting of the Headless Horseman in this season, but an even scarier sight is the lesser known Headless Apple Picker. Red or Green, Jonathan or Delicious this creature shown here relentlessly picks at will.

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Here’s some fun apple facts according to sixwise dot com:
• Apples float because 25 percent of their volume is air.
• It takes nearly 40 apples to make 1 gallon of cider.
• You could eat a different apple every day for more than 19 years, and never eat the same kind twice!

Many proclaim Autumn to be their favorite season; the colors, the refreshing weather, the apples, the pumpkins, the beer are all reasons why. I happen to be among the many and will celebrate the season accordingly.

You may want to include in your celebration, a toast to Vern, the man with an Equinox, but no season.