I can't wait to get out in the fall air, even though it's been unseasonably warm these last few days. Eventually, the air will turn crisp and cool, with that little bit of bite that holds promise of the colder days to come. Very soon the leaves will burst into flames--red, oranges, yellows--even hot pinks! And then, they'll succumb to the changing weather, falling onto the grown to be raked into a heap. Oh that some children will jump into that heap and discover the joys of disappearing into that pile! Later, if lucky, there may be days that the scent of burning leaves wafts on the wind, bringing back memories of bygone days when just about everyone burned leaves in their yards or ditches.
The displays of autumn: Corn husks, hay bales, pumpkins and gourds---I love them all! I find myself scouting for Halloween decorations in much the same way I seek out decorations on cold December evenings. Ghosts, goblins, witches and vampires will soon move in to our neighborhood, much to the delight of the young at heart who enjoy the occasional fright. Sidewalks take on an eerie glow, reflecting the orange of lights strung through yards and trees. Perhaps reliving our childhoods is what it is all about!
Yes, these are days to celebrate the bounty of our harvest and the change of the seasons. Each day brings new discoveries and promises of things to come. "To everything there is a season!" Fall is the time that brings that passage more fully to mind. To autumn, in all its glory, I turn, turn, turn!