Fall Has Arrived

It’s here.  The calendar told me so . . . but I was in denial.  The warm days encouraged me to push it aside.  Now there’s no denying it.  There’s a chill in the air in the evening and I grab my robe when I get up in the morning.  It’s true.  Fall has arrived.

It’s not that I dislike fall.  It’s just that I have to admit that summer is over and winter is coming.  I do enjoy the early days of fall.  It is beautiful today.  We have a clear blue sky with the temperature hovering around 70 degrees.  I am sitting on my deck enjoying my yard for a while (and trying to ignore the sound of our lawn mower).

The leaves here are just beginning to turn.  As I look around me I see mostly green leaves.  There is a tree across the stream in a neighbor’s yard which has turned to a colorful orange-red.  Near it stands a tree with pale yellow leaves.  In my own yard I see a few bunches of yellow maple leaves in a sea of green—that’s about it.  My vegetable garden is still producing but has slowed down considerably.  I know its days are numbered.

Fall brings out conflicting feelings in me.  It’s a busy time of year.  Activities restart or pick up speed after the relaxed days of summer.  My schedule gets crowded and I am energized.  On the other hand, a beautiful day like today makes me feel lazy.  I want to stay outside in the sun to savor the warmth and the beauty of my yard.  It will be all too soon before I am huddled inside peering through frost-covered windows.  I have things to do inside but perhaps I can linger just a little longer . . . maybe that book I started . . .

10/3/2014