Friday, October 05, 2007
Something about autumn..
I think I have a visceral response to this season. One apparent reason for this is that it's a season of endings, of dyings... of creatures and plants going dormant. Canadian geese fly south, over my roof, early every morning now, large flocks with deep plaintive honkings. Even in this mostly coniferous forest valley, there are banquets of leaves - yellow, red and brown.
It's dark in the morning when I wake to stretch and meditate. The air is cool and crisp then - I can see my breath if I go out on the deck to look at the lake. I feel my ancestors stirring.
I suppose we each have different temperaments. I have one that comes alive when I feel sad, when I feel the sense of comings and goings, when I see that all life begins and ends. And that the in-between contains love or is a meaningless and quick blur. I suppose this could make me want to climb in a hole or scream or simply hit the three bottles of single malt whiskies in my cupboard. Instead... I feel alive.
Tomorrow morning I'll go out in the canoe early with a coffee, and probably have to wear a jacket and hat. I hope the sun climbs over the mountain to warm my face, rather than simply rising behind grey clouds. Either way, autumn is here.
Enjoy your contemplative rowing..
I saw ducks fying past my house in California last week. I watched them until they flew over a hill, heading southwest, towards the sun as much as they flew towards Mexico. I assume they'll reach Mexico first...
Great post. I remember that photo!
Lovely post, the music and the leaves...thank you..
Seraphine - if they reach the sun first, it will be roast duck for sure.
Scarlet - yes, that's a photo I took last fall at the house we lived in in the Middle Road Community. Part of my memory lane.
That's warm Enigma!
But - the good thing about the Pacific NW is the long spring. That's something pleasant to anticipate in this world of constant trade-offs.
Thanks for dropping by my site. :)
this post made me smile for some reason.
Zoeybella - Toronto has fall colours that outstrip ours (no mountains except the Scarborough Bluffs though...)
Bohemian - nice to see you hanging around again.
Pursey and Lola - I AM confused by all your blogs and whatnot. You don't have to send the boys to hunt me down... just educate me.
Nerdine - it's your Buddhist temperament - the transitory nature of all things. Enjoy Norwegian fall!
Look, over at Live at the Gay Agenda, there four of us who post. Pursey Tutt-tutweiler is herself. Lola Heatherton is herself. And Woody Tobias, Jr. is hisself. Me, I'm funnyman Bobby Bittman. We all are differnt peoples, and everbody seems to think that Pursey is all of us. Ain't so. She's just the loudest of us.
Very evocative posting and I could well imagine you awakening and being influenced by the changing seasons, especially this Autumn to recall what I would adjudge was a fairly tumultuous year.
Nice to hear about your interaction to listen to your daughter’s song and to hear about her singing teacher whose excellent presentation and lyrics were evident on your previous post. On the subject of daughters my youngest( Rachael) has just written a post about downsizing, if you have a chance to read it and make comment, (Less is More Blog) she would appreciate it as she is interested in community living, thinking that is something you have experienced to some degree in your previous abodes. By the way how are your new digs?
Went apple picking recently, I always make apple things for friends and family and the house fills up with cinnamon and I find it comforting. I have so many apples because I just cant stop picking them!
Anyway, thanks for sharing your thoughts.
Bobby, you're a little scary I have to admit. I may need the Shmenge brothers for protection.
Lindsay, I always enjoy Rachael's site and will visit now.
Lynn, glad to see you're still visiting - I visit the hot places in the dead of winter when I can, but love the northern climes otherwise.
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