The calendar said it was the first day of Autumn
this week. Signs abound in our neck of the woods.
Colorful leaves on the neighbor’s sugar maple.
Buds are about to open on our Montauk daisies.
Apples keep falling off the trees. The breeze
feels cooler now. My eyes watch the beautiful
leaves of the red bud trees bend and move.
Hark! What did we hear overhead just now?
The Canada geese are flying off. They know
and felt the cold front which moved in. Our
temperature has dropped a few degrees.
Time to pull out the colder weather wardrobe.
Mother Nature will unleash her colorful blankets
on our lawns soon. Raking noises will be heard
along with the loud drone of mechanical
leaf blowers. No one seems to have a particular
schedule to mow lawns and rake leaves. Some
weekends, it seems, there is constant noise. Certain is,
these activities will cease with the first snow.
I can wait. Autumn is my favorite time of year.
So colorful. So tasty. So many recipes to try.
Conversations with neighbors out walking their
dogs. Soon, tiny whirlwinds will swirl the leaves
around our legs. Our youngest neighbor next
door took my hand to get me to watch his
very own plastic leaf blower. Imitation is
the highest form of flattery. This young man
is well on the way to emulating his father.
It has been a long time since I held a small
hand. The earth is preparing to take a snooze.
Falling leaves, rains, winds, and snow. Spring
will herald renewal as birds return to nest.
It is enjoyable and gratifying to observed all
these activities in life. Mother Nature is
a capable source of pleasure to us. We
strive to be good stewards. Meanwhile,
we shall try to make some applesauce,
harvest the herbs and last of the tomatoes.
The collards will be harvested and cooked
all winter. Smiles of happiness abound.