The summer season is winding down. With all of the pressure to prepare for winter it is still my favorite time of year. Maybe it’s that sense of urgency, the knowledge that every single day will have to be packed full of projects because that cold, snowy weather is right around the corner.
It’s so subtle, it sneaks up on you really. Mid August you begin to notice it getting darker so much earlier and the day doesn’t begin with the sunrise until after 5:00 AM. The birdsong is changing. The insects you encounter are different as well. You’re listening to crickets, huge grasshoppers leap in front of you on that afternoon walk about. Huge caterpillars are making themselves known with their size and color.
The leaves are changing to my favorite palette. Gone are the bright, cheery greens of spring, the steadfast greens of summer. Now comes the olives, golds and rusts.
The photo above shows the reality of my vegetable garden. It was so beautifully taken care of until August when I went on a week-long vacation. It got away from me and at this point there’s no going back. It hasn’t stopped producing. The blogs I read show immaculately kept gardens but in the back of my mind this is how I imagine they really are. The realities of doing anything agriculturally – especially by yourself – is that things are not as tidy as you wish them to be. So you pick your battles.
The fall party this year has turned into a family baby shower. I will be holding my first grand baby in my arms around the beginning of November. The grounds will be as tidy as they can be – Bill takes great pride in his lawn. The messiness of the chickens and that overgrown garden will be here in all of their glory as well as a building flattened and not yet moved and a back forty full of goldenrod taller than I am.
But you know. The goldenrod is in full bloom and it is the loveliest shade of yellow.
4 thoughts on “End of Season”
i love reading your stuff. This made me happy, thinking about how beautiful the seasons changing is….i wouldn’t change it for anything. True New Englander. 🙂
It sounds like ‘fall 2015’ will be a wonderful one for you. 🙂 The photo is gorgeous.
We moved to Florida in 2000 (Not our idea, it was a transfer). There is so much I miss about the temperate zone, but fall is when I really get homesick; even as a child, I loved autumn for all the reasons you talk about, and miss it so badly.
You describe the subtle changes so well–yes, autumn is coming (even though it’s HOT right now) and I love it!