Ode to the pumpkin latte

According to the calendar fall is almost here, although according to the weather here right now it is Swamp Season. But it is September, and merchants are doing their best to remind us that summer is quickly fading and cooler weather is right around the corner ("Only 89 more shopping days until the first blizzard!").

One recent morning we went to a local coffee shop, where despite the swampy weather a sign announced the return of the shop's line of fall beverages -- the pumpkin spice latte, the caramel apple mocha, the cinnamon bun latte, the squash medley cappuccino, etc.

In that instant when we saw the sign, it did not matter that there was 143% humidity outside or that, technically, it was still summer and therefore according to fashion etiquette white clothing could still be appropriately worn. Only one thing mattered: Pumpkin Latte Season was now open! 

As far as I am concerned, pumpkin latte season never has to close. I look forward to the return of this beloved beverage each year. I am thinking of installing a giant underground pumpkin latte vat, with direct access to our kitchen, and a supply line that snakes all the way to work so I can enjoy it there too. I am SURE the pumpkin latte must be what advertisers are talking about when they say their various products will boost happiness and satisfaction, balance mood swings, and help us cope with the pressures of everyday life, such as the sight of Halloween costumes in stores in August. 

And so, as we stand on the very cusp of a new autumn season, filled with the anticipation of nature's most wondrous displays yet to come, and also with sweat from the lingering Swamp Season, I say to all, vive le pumpkin spice latte! And if on Halloween you spy a trick-or-treater who resembles a venti, grande, tall autumn coffee drink and smells vaguely of cinnamon and nutmeg, you'll know who it is.