You smell it in the air - a tang that was not there only a week or so ago. The breeze is a little sharper, the nights more crisp and perhaps a bit more clear. The chirp of the crickets diminishes by almost imperceptible degrees each night - portending the silence to come.
The sound of acorns randomly bouncing off the deck adds a staccato beat to life - and the movements of creatures large and small outside the window appear more furtive, more purposeful.
The earth prepares for slumber in a thousand small ways - and all who call her home make their own preparations as well.
I walk amidst the turning trees and absorb the changes all around me. My heart laments the passing warmth of days, but welcomes the cool refreshment of the nights to come, the quiet contentment of a crackling fire, the imminent blaze of nature's color all around us - the anticipation of the quiet awe of the first unblemished snow.
Life changes around us every day. If we try to hold to the past and the now, we miss what the future holds or at least fail to appreciate it. All too soon, our own time of endless slumber will arrive - we do ourselves and all in our lives a disservice if we do not accept and embrace each change until then.
3 comments:
You described the seasonal change as only you can...with words and feelings that express the simple things in rich detail. I love it!
Your words never cease to amaze me, my sweet dear man, my guardian Angel. I hope that life brings you all the love, warmth and happiness you need and deserve. I shall love you always.....
AMEN.
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