Fall in Arizona

Yes, we have seasons in Arizona, or at least in northern Arizona. And fall is falling.

The temperature swings are 30 degrees plus (heat at night and air conditioning during the day).

The trees that have leaves are changing colors.

The air is windy and the skies are cloudy.

I've pulled out my boots.

I often feel sad when seasons change, particularly from summer to fall. I mourn the loss of longer days. I miss the burning heat of the sun on my skin. I shiver in the cold. And yet the changing of seasons is right. It is the way things are supposed to be. And there are good things about fall, beauty in the loss. I will choose to recognize. I will chose to thank. I will even choose to celebrate.

"God is good. All the time. All the time. God is good."

(Quoted from The God's Not Dead movie trilogy).

The Many Boots of Sarah

I've been trying to appreciate the seasons more, even if their changes are a little bit hard for me. One of the ways I've been doing that is via boots. 

Wait, boots? You might ask.

Yes, boots. My job is such that I wear tennis shoes almost every day. But I like boots and have quite a collection of them. And as it gets colder, boots are more appropriate footwear. So I set out on a mission to wear a new pair of boots every Sunday. And I took pictures to document.

Leather cowboy boots

Tall boots (Similar to these, but without the heel)

Sneaker boots

Pirate boots (Similar to these, but in pleather, not leather, and much lower quality)

Leather boots*

Fuzzy boots*

Suede cowboy boots*

Heeled boots*

Eskimo boots (Similar to these, but with external fur, and bought for me almost 10 years ago)

*These boots weren't all mine. The asterisked ones are my mom's.

Maybe this was a silly project, but you know what? It helped. It gave me something to look forward to. It inspired me to mix up my wardrobe a little bit since I didn't want to wear the same outfit twice for pictures. I actually got excited about the cold the last Sunday, because it made it comfortable to wear my last pair of boots, which were very warm. It's the little things sometimes, and I enjoyed this little (or big?) project.

And no, I don't need more pairs of boots. I've obviously got enough....