Monday, September 13, 2010


I am sitting outside on this temperate September morning with a fresh cup of coffee.  Amber an Chloe are basking in the morning sun soaking up the goodness of some weather that is finally not unbearably hot.  The oppressive heat of Georgia in the summer makes autumn a welcome visitor.  My mother has said that this is her favorite season.

Combinations of hues of orange, amber, pink, red, and brown (all in varying shades) do create an aesthetically pleasing view.  In fact, I do believe my mother wrote a blog about loving the Fall in one of her  previous blogs last year at this time.  If I remember correctly, the main selling point this season had to give her was the array of beauty in colors on the trees.

Personally, I do like the views.  Driving down a wooded road with trees drenched in vibrant leaves is a truly pleasurable and relaxing experience.  Relaxing isn't even the word.  It is more than that.  However, I cannot find the word right now to capture the feeling that comes from such a pleasant experience.

Usually, autumn is not my favorite season.  With all of the pleasant sights come other things that I would rather avoid.  Seasonal allergies start to build up for me right around the time of late October to early November.  The past few years I have not been burdened with the task of raking up those lovely leaves once they make their descent to the ground.  When I did have to rake leaves, it was never something I was enthusiastic about doing.  So, perhaps, I am enjoying the onset of Fall this year a little more since it isn't accompanied by an extra task for me.

Somehow, there seems to be a lingering autumn aroma in the air.  It is inexplicable.  Yet, it gives my mind a sense of refreshment, peace, and clarity.  I can think better right now.  Personally, I feel my mind is more of a garden to be cultivated, and I can think of the words I need when I want to write.  Perhaps this is why we began the tradition of starting school at this time; people's minds became replenished and ready to learn.

The feeling of a cool breeze is enticing for outdoor activity.  Taking my dogs for leisurely walks in the afternoon and evening is something I'm finding hard to resist.  So, with this season, I'm feeling more exuberant, rejuvenated, relaxed, and at peace.  When it comes to favorite seasons, I still pick Spring because of the promise of life after the death of Winter.  Yet, autumn this year has come with a welcome embrace.

1 comment:

  1. What a pretty autumnal picture. I think you are right, fall brings feelings that are hard to describe. It's God's kind of fireworks in a quiet way, huh? Enjoy your fallish day. As grandpa would say, "It's a pretty day."