As soon as I check off the last day of September, my heart flutters. The fall chill of October sparks a nostalgia that takes over every inch of my body. While the leaves begin to dress in vibrant colors of orange, yellow and red, my senses explode. I sit and watch as the leaves gently let go and fall to earth, as I think about all the things I too need to let go. There’s one place where I relax and watch as this phenomenon takes place: my parents’ farm.
When the weather begins to cool, I know it’s time to hop in my car, roll down the windows and make the trek home. The farm is a mere two hours away, so the drive is just enough time to allow me to think and decompress. When the wheels of my car hit the top of the farm's driveway, I speed the half mile to my parking spot in front of the garage -- ready to soak in a few days of solitude.
The first day on the farm is the best. I slowly wake up with the sun, pour a cup of coffee, and find my mom. After morning conversations, I throw on a t-shirt, jeans and light coat. I never pack shoes when I visit my parents because I keep a pair of Kamik Evelyn Boots on the farm. I typically help my dad with farm chores or tromp around in the woods with him to fetch wood, so I need boots sturdy enough to keep up with our day.
Spending an hour or two with my dad is always medicine for my soul. It’s the perfect activity before I venture out into the fields alone. I walk until I find my favorite spot where I sit alone with my thoughts. If it’s not too cold, I kick off my boots as I watch the leaves prepare the ground for winter, while I consider how to prepare my mind, body and soul for winter. Just like I prepare my physical body for cooler temperatures with warm sweaters, light jackets and sturdy boots, I need to prepare myself for rest during the busy holiday months.
After my day of solitude I make my way back to the farmhouse, walking on trunks of fallen trees and kicking rocks along the way. I take off my boots and knock off dead leaves from the bottoms. My feet and my heart are warm. I look at the damp leaves laying on the garage floor and smile. October has once again filled my cup and prepared me for the winter months to come.
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