Late summer brings with it such a mix of emotions for a child. The sound of katydids roaring in the trees. Latent heat and humidity. Smells in the air. Limp faded green tree leaves. The rumble of thunder in the distance.
We experienced all of these dynamics as children.
Fall is a season of transition and also happens to be my personal favorite. The anticipation of autumn is a personal high. The sweet aroma of woodsmoke in the air. Leaves rustling in the trees. The sun growing ever lazier and lower in the sky. Fall and winter are a time of rest and settling into a good book or an old movie. As I write this, autumn is but a memory because temperatures remain in the triple digits – still – in the hottest summer we’ve seen in decades.
Nature knows best, however…which is why we have the change of seasons. The animal world hibernates. It goes to sleep…dormant. You never see a housefly in winter unless it was trapped inside as the leaves fell. Autumn is a time of winding down into the relative quiet of winter. For me, autumn is a time to sit outside, take in the air, and just dreaming. Take heart friends – fall and winter are coming…and then we will be complaining about the cold, time change, and having to rake leaves.
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