Autumn is in the air; I can feel it, smell it and even note the difference in the slant of the sun. The air this morning had a welcome coolness to it and the forecast is for decidedly cooler weather this weekend. Those enthralled with football might say this is football weather but I say its chrysanthemum weather.
I’ve always loved chrysanthemums…the vibrant fall colors of bright yellow, dark red, purple and bronze. A lot of people like the look of mums but despise the smell; not me, I adore their pungent fragrance. It reminds me of…of…well something that makes me happy. Perhaps I associate it with a forgotten childhood memory, or my mother, or maybe it’s because the smell heralds the autumn season with cooler temperatures. I’ve never been a fan of hot weather so that may very well be the reason, anyway it’s as good as any other explanation. But regardless of the why, I’m ready to get some mums. Last year my husband, knowing how much I like them, proudly brought home three huge pots of these wonderful flowers. He’d been downtown when he got the chance to get first pick directly from a truck headed to his favorite lumberyard. Oh yes, he was well aware how happy he’d make me.
I suppose that alone would be reason enough for me to enjoy them but my love of mums has been there for as long as I can remember. One of my sons gave me a gift card to Lowes so I plan to haunt that establishment until I find the most beautiful, flower filled plants available. I’ll need two at least; one for the front porch and one for my patio, or maybe two for my patio, or…well who’s counting? If such a small thing can bring such good feelings, why not load up on them…yes, why not? The thought virtually makes me dizzy.
I have a notion that autumn this year is going to be very nice; a change from the intense heat, being settled in my own place again, being close to family, and having plenty of chrysanthemums to lift my spirits. I’ll think of my husband when I look at them for they were the last flower he gave me, and I’ll feel euphoric when I catch a whiff of them because it will be the smell of….happiness. What a simple way to gather happiness; goodness knows we all need as much happiness as we can gather, so maybe at least one chrysanthemum of each color?