Autumn officially arrived the other day, when the frost-covered plants and dew-speckled spider webs greeted me as the sun rose over the mountains. I breathed a visible “Hello” to anyone listening.
It was hinted at all week. And the week before that. The air tinged with the promise of crisp mornings and warm afternoons; of breezes that you could smell and hear calling through the trees; of the final harvest of summer vegetables. My bones ached for autumn.
Now, here it is and I am beside myself with happiness. Not the kind that gets you jumping up and down and screaming; but the kind that penetrates deep into your being and you seem to be in a perpetual meditative state.
Oh, autumn. I love you. Please stay for a while.