Sadness Intertwined with Hopeful Joy
Looking out over the lake today with clouds in the sky and a light breeze sending ripples across the water, there is a hint of what's to come in the next several weeks. The trees still have colorful leaves, and although we are in for warm temperatures this week, many of the birds have started their journey to warmer climates and only a few brave ones remain.
We have a pair of Loons and a duck gracing us with their presence. They take turns sitting on buoys near the docks. A Loon will sit for a while, and when the duck approaches it will raise its wings to move the duck back. Eventually the duck will jump up on the buoy and the Loon will give in and float on the water for a bit, allowing the duck to get out of the cold water. Living in harmony yet both knowing who is in charge of the buoy.
The sky looks different, there is a change in the way the air feels, and your senses know what's to come. The aroma of fall with leaves starting to dry on the ground and the breeze bringing the smell of an early season wood fire. As a child we would rake the fallen leaves into a huge pile so we could jump into them. Great fun on a beautiful fall day. If we were lucky, we would catch the delicious aroma of fresh baked apple pie from an open window.
There are so many wonderful things about fall in New England. It's my favorite time of year and it never lasts long enough. I will miss hearing the sounds of the Loons and other wildlife on the lake. I will miss feeling the warm sun on my face while the cool breeze blows around me. Only so much time left to enjoy the magnificence fall has to offer.
There is a sadness as I watch October move quickly towards November and beyond. Knowing that all Mother Nature has given us from spring to fall, will soon be sleeping through the long winter months. Intertwined with this sadness is hopeful joy for what will emerge at the end of the cold days ahead. In New England there is always another season to look forward to.
We have a pair of Loons and a duck gracing us with their presence. They take turns sitting on buoys near the docks. A Loon will sit for a while, and when the duck approaches it will raise its wings to move the duck back. Eventually the duck will jump up on the buoy and the Loon will give in and float on the water for a bit, allowing the duck to get out of the cold water. Living in harmony yet both knowing who is in charge of the buoy.
The sky looks different, there is a change in the way the air feels, and your senses know what's to come. The aroma of fall with leaves starting to dry on the ground and the breeze bringing the smell of an early season wood fire. As a child we would rake the fallen leaves into a huge pile so we could jump into them. Great fun on a beautiful fall day. If we were lucky, we would catch the delicious aroma of fresh baked apple pie from an open window.
There are so many wonderful things about fall in New England. It's my favorite time of year and it never lasts long enough. I will miss hearing the sounds of the Loons and other wildlife on the lake. I will miss feeling the warm sun on my face while the cool breeze blows around me. Only so much time left to enjoy the magnificence fall has to offer.
There is a sadness as I watch October move quickly towards November and beyond. Knowing that all Mother Nature has given us from spring to fall, will soon be sleeping through the long winter months. Intertwined with this sadness is hopeful joy for what will emerge at the end of the cold days ahead. In New England there is always another season to look forward to.
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