Friday, October 8, 2010

the sky has changed

Fall always feels so wide and empty after the busy humming and buzzing of summer. Sure, the colors are gorgeous, but they crescendo and abruptly wilt away, drifting to to the ground in crunchy piles. The box elder bugs attack me on the front porch, the Asian beetles crawl their way into every crack and crevice, anxious to escape the cooling temperatures. The only flower blooming now are the asters. Brave and showy, they glow in the midst of empty stems and stalks.The happy chirp of crickets has been replaced by the frantic shouts of geese moving south.


So many geese.


Some hunters on the Back Forty take aim and the still air explodes.

Fall empties my spirit, loss replaces all the joy and abundance filling summertime. While most folks swoon over the colors of the leaves, cheer wildly for football teams, savor the smell of burning leaves and mulled cider, I paste a smile on my face and try to appreciate it. But I'm really mourning summer and itching for spring to come again.

Even so, there is apple picking this time of year.

And that helps.



17 comments:

  1. Fall is one of those yin yang things....I always liked it better than spring when I lived in the midwest because basically spring seemed to be one long succession of getting your shoes muddy, getting a new pair, etc. until there were none left and you had to take them all outside and knock the crap off them. And everytime it was warm for one day and you think....ahhh, winter's over...you get kicked in the butt with a freak snowstorm. So in general, fall trumped spring hands down as my favorite. However, as I get older, the whole "winter is coming" thing makes fall less exciting. Although I shouldn't complain, it hangs around here until after Thanksgiving. And winter is short and wet and only kind of cold. I really don't think I could go back and survive a winter in the midwest again. I'd feel like the Ingalls family in The Long Winter....the despair...

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  2. Love those little apple pickers :)

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  3. Yep, I know.
    I always say that summer is my favorite and fall is a close second. It would rank higher on my list but inevitably I always get so melancoly in fall. It hasn't hit me yet this fall, but I know it will. Still, there are too many redeeming qualities in fall (pumpkin farms/apple orchards, halloween, leaf piles) not to really LOVE fall. :)

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  4. I hear ya. I would be completely blissfully happy if fall moved gracefully through 2 weeks (no more, no less) of winter and snow -- just enough for Christmas -- and quickly but elegantly on to spring. The kind of spring that doesn't involve lots of mud. And then summer, with few biting bugs, lots of sun, but just enough rain to keep everything growing. I'm not asking for too much, now am I? ;)

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  5. Sounds incredibly beautiful. Don't get me wrong, I love So. Cal and our lack of seasons, but the memory of calling geese and crisp autumn mornings is now, years later and a continent apart, somehow romantic.

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  6. I must confess that fall is my favorite season, which is odd, considering my love of gardening.

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  7. Summer is my favorite too. I don't mind fall, but dread what comes next.

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  8. Fall is my absolute favorite time of year. Love the colors, love the sky, love the smells, love the temperature. Plus, there's Thanksgiving! (Mmmm, turkey & dressing...)

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  9. You are right, the sky HAS changed.
    And we're going to pick apples!

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  10. I'm a summer gal myself. Luckily, I get about 7 straight months of summer and then during the other months I get enough sunny days to keep me going.

    I do love visiting someplace like Boston in the fall--so beautiful and different.

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  11. I used to get very depressed in September when I lived up north. It's better now.

    Apple pie, Apple crisp, Apples slices spread with peanut butter.
    Enjoy!

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  12. Apple picking! I have a bowl of Macs in the kitchen; I predict apple crisp for supper. Maybe that'll count as our Eating the Opponent this week; the Packers play the Redskins!

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  13. That is A LOT of geese-- Very cool..

    Fall is probably my most favorite time of the year-- maybe because I miss it so much living in Los Angeles, but I still remember the smell and freshness of Fall even as it wilts away.

    Enjoy the apples!
    jj

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  14. I look forward with such relief to autumn, and yet...and yet, autumn is so often a time of sadness for me. A remembrance of time past. Years rolling by so quickly. Ah well...

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  15. I so wish we had apple picking. We drove to Arkansas a couple of years ago and picked apples, bringing home a giant bag. Mmmm the apple pie was good.

    I guess I'll have to settle for peaches.

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  16. Beuatiful written.
    Im a spring person :)

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  17. What a great post. Love the pictures!

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