Tuesday, September 28, 2010

There is a Season . . . Turn, turn, turn

In some ways, fall sneaks up on us.  The quality of daylight changes even when the sun is shining.  The sun's light doesn't seem to have the same intensity or power.   The days shorten; the nights lengthen.  These aren't bad changes, they are just changes.  Changes that I think most of us welcome after a busy, busy summer.  These changes let us know that it will be okay to let things move a little slower in the weeks and months to come.

And then there are the leaves.

Suddenly the trees are no longer the lush green trees of summer.  They are dotted with splashes of yellow, orange and red.  Throughout our landscape of green, fall is letting its presence be known.  Kind of like my gray hairs.  I can go months without noticing them.  One, two . . . pluck.  But last night as I was getting ready for bed, I happened to notice that my gray hairs have become more a part of my hair's landscape.  They don't look out of place.  They kind of look like they belong.  Now don't think I'm bemoaning my gray hair.  I knew it was going to happen.  I decided years ago that I was just going to let it happen.  It's just, hmm.  I'm going to be forty in a few months.  Crap.  I mean, bring it on.

I went for a walk in a rain storm this morning so you may see raindrops and fog in the photos.  That last photo?  It's a result of fog, rain, cold hands and trying to hold up my umbrella at the same time I was trying to focus.  That didn't work out so well but I still like the picture.  I'm now warming up with several cups of hot coffee.

1 comment:

  1. What beautiful photos! Especially the train tracks one. I live vicariously, we don't get the beautiful colors here in Southern California where it stays warm.


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