Goodbyes and hellos as the leaves begin to fall
I have mixed emotions as summer turns into fall.
It is hard to say goodbye to summer pleasures. Autumn means the end of hot, lazy summer days. I miss the long hours of daylight that extended past 10 pm in late June. Now, it is darkening by 8 pm. Next month it will be dark even earlier.
I hear geese honking, reminding me they will soon fly south for the winter. A crispness in the air forebodes of much cooler days to come. I like to live in sandals. Soon, it will be socks and shoes, followed by boots, parkas, and mittens.
The flower beds around my house, filled with brilliant, colourful blooms throughout the summer, will soon become brown and bleak.
But there is also much to celebrate in autumn. The cooler air is perfect for long walks. Many vegetables are now ready for harvesting and preserving.
It’s back-to-school time (something to look forward to or to dread, depending on your perspective). Programs and classes at schools and community centres, which were shut down or reduced during the summer, start up again. There are opportunities to learn new things and get back into routines. September often feels as much like a new year as January.
And then there are the colours, the yellows, oranges, and reds of fall foliage.
As with so much in life, autumn is both about endings and about beginnings. I am reminded there is something special and unique about all the seasons of our lives.
What does autumn mean to you?