Autumn at Last
The trees have been late in losing their leaves around here this
season. Some leaves have turned a brilliant orange, some a subdued red, but for
the most part the leaves in my neighborhood are still attached to their
branches. At least until this week when some suddenly started to float down and
coat the sidewalks.
I like Autumn. I like
the colors that brighten up the trees and the crunch of the leaves that have
fallen to the ground. The slight nip of the wind in the air energizes my walk.
Mostly, though, I feel my energy lift after the lethargy of the hot summer
days.
This Fall, though, has been slow in offering up its charms. The
summer heat seemed to last longer than usual. After a round of cooler days, we
are back to temps in the 70s! I wonder if our winter weather will be different
as well. Certainly different from my childhood memories of autumn.
But then so much, these days, has changed. Weather-wise there
are more storms, more drought, more floods all across our nation and the world.
There is more political animosity, more anger, more active hatred. I try to
look at people in a universal way, hoping to see what connects us rather than tears
us apart. I look for the joy in life even though I know there are times for
grief.
As the leaves finally fall, it is easy to forget their
beauty. But they will be back, vibrant as ever, as Spring comes around. I hope
that we all remember that as the seasons can change, so can we. Let’s seek the kindness
and beauty of life and reach out to share it with those around us.
How are the seasons figured globally?
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