After fourteen years in the Pacific Northwest, I’m finally getting used to when fall begins here. I grew up in Connecticut, which had your stereotypical New England falls: leaves start turning sometime in later September, peak in mid-late October, then off the trees by November. Here in Portland the leaves are just starting to get going, and we’ll have some sort of show until mid-November. Blame it on our temperate climate and the fact that most city trees are from places east of here. (This is also why there is no true “peak” here, though if you get out of town where there are stands of native deciduous trees, you’ll get something vaguely resembling Vermont. I said “vaguely.”)
So how does one know it’s truly fall here? For one, the 70 degree days are over. The other is that the rains have started. And finally in the last week, we’ve been getting more typical fall rains here. Sure, it’s not going to be a monsoon non-stop until March, but we’ll be getting a lot more rainy days from here on out. Then again, we never get a true winter. I always feel like the winter months are like an extended late fall, at least in comparison to New England.
One thing I’m looking forward to is the end of Daylight Savings Time. Yes, I actually enjoy DST for the most part, but since they extended it to November, it means that towards the end of it, when I go to work in the morning, I’m getting up and leaving the house in the dark. Being dark so late makes it hard to get out of bed! But then again, is it easy to get out of bed when it’s warm under the covers?