Fall in the Mile High City
As I write this, it is snowing outside. It has been snowing outside for the past 12 hours, and there does not seem to be an end in sight.
Now, if this were any other place in the world, you would presume that this is because it is the middle of winter. However, it is October 27th, and It looks like it will be snowing straight until Halloween morning.
Fall is a finicky season along the Front Range. It seems like there are always roughly 2 weeks in late September/early October that have a distinctive fall “feel”, and then winter slowly transitions that feeling away. To a degree, however, fall itself is a season of transition. Students transition from the hot and oppressive days of summer to the crisp and dreadful dullness of school, leaves transition from green and blooming to yellow, red, and eventually dead, and wardrobes transition from beach wear and minimal clothing to many, many layers. I moved to Denver in late summer, which was a major life transition myself.
In the spirit of transition that fall brings, I am also transitioning away from the blog “gradwithatat”. The name may have represented who I was and how I represented myself in 2016, but in 2019, I consider myself a completely different person. Posting on this blog will still remain relatively personal, with a slight flair and insight into the world of Colorado and the Front Range in particular. As I transition from my previous blog, bear with me when it comes to building up my posting schedule again.