Though there are still two long, miserably hot months to endure, the backside of the year brings with it a hope. Hope that is the promise of Autumn.
It is the hope of cooler weather. Crisp, clear days and chilly nights. The first frost.
It is over the river and through the woods. A cheery fire crackling upon the hearth. It's hot chocolate with marshmallows. It's that smell in the air that only Autumn can bring.
My birthday. Celebrating the joy of being alive in this magical world. Thankful for the gift of another year.
Football. Harvest. Thanksgiving.
Autumn.
The trees exult in one final dance before the evening shadows fade into the night that is winter.
The leaves, one by one, let go and swirl in eddies of wind before settling to the earth, where they crunch and crackle underfoot. And nature drifts off to sleep.
It's a wondrous and wonderful time, this backside of the year.
6 comments:
I was just saying today " I am ready for fall" .
Mmm. Football. Can't come soon enough for me!
I love every season, but usually byt the end of the season, I am ready for the new season.
I am also a big fan of the backside of the year.
Ah, yes: autumn. Harbinger of winter, when the ponds ice over and every single kid in Canada (and a lot in New England, Michigan, Wisconsin, North Dakota, et al) laces up their skates and drops the puck for the first time that year... with dreams of hoisting the Stanley Cup over their heads...
And the NHL season begins in October!! Yes! Bring it ON! ;-)
JD, I hear ya! And summer's just barely started.
Opal, me neither!
Lou, I'm just the opposite. I wish each season would last just a bit longer. Except summer. It can't end soon enough for me.
Amy, it's wonderful, isn't it?
Buck, didn't hockey season just end? And we have to go through it again so soon!?! ;D
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