The changing season gets Meg thinking of romantic walks down country lanes awash in the cheerful colors of the changing leaves.  Back in her lakeside home, he builds a fire in the large stone fireplace where, if one looks closely, all manner of fossils are represented.

They sit side-by-side in companionable silence, just the crackling of the logs interrupting their thoughts.  Meg inhales the aroma of beef barley soup simmering on the kitchen stove.  A light supper of the nourishing soup, complete with some homemade wheat rolls and a salad will round out the afternoon’s restful activities.

Meg and her man stretch out on the sofa, lulled into drowsiness by the warmth of the fire.  Pure bliss hanging out with the one she loves, contentment oozing from her pores.  Her eyes close, she dozes.

A repetitive shrill noise invades her dreamy state.  She opens her eyes, finds herself alone.  That’s right, there is no romantic entanglement in her life…yet.  The phone is ringing, there is a delicious odor wafting from the kitchen and logs are happily snapping in the fireplace.  The emptiness of finding herself alone is bothersome because the vision in her head was so pleasant.

After Meg talks to her friend, Kate, she turns to the task at hand…the real reason she loves the fall…it’s time to turn on the television and get ready for some football!!  Are you ready for some football?