Autumn is my absolute beloved time of the year with its inherent splendor and anticipation of promise.
Yesterday happened to be the day I look forward to the most with its gusts of wind and gentle breezes’ persuading the release of the vibrant leaves onto the land, creating a patchwork of paving stones. A day where the rains antagonize the foliage to carry out cartwheels across the pavement pushing to settle in a carpet of paint; ahhh, this show is worth the wait of twelve months.
In addition to the spectacle of beauty, I make the acquaintance each morning with the cool crisp air that shares the promise of warmth. Within me, I anticipate reuniting with the envelopment of long sleeved coverings tucked away when heat assaulted our breathing space. Most often, this renewed familiarity is accompanied by memories of an earlier period that have slipped from our minds.
I find myself remembering the lovely summer day with my loved ones meandering around the shops at the Oceanside purchasing the soft pink sweatshirt with fair-haired letters; Emerald Isle. A smile hovers as I reach for the burnt orange wrapper titled, Shawnee State Park; a time when our family including our son’s best friend Maddy spent a long weekend surrounded in the fall grandeur.
Moreover, the season brings apple picking, pumpkin carving and leaf jumping. It brings gatherings of family and friends with cooking as its attraction, planning ahead and celebrations.
It’s an occasion of change that insists upon rest and respite before welcoming the fresh, the re-birth of flora and nature’s awakening.
So, greetings to you Autumn and my sincerest appreciation for your offerings and gifts of magnificence!
