Always I look forward to the end of a long summer's heat and those first days with that hint of autumn in the air. It got hot here in May and has continued hot until now. We set a record high the other day and tied one yesterday. But starting Sunday and into early next week, we finally will get down to normal - and maybe a few degrees below normal - high temperatures.
While most of the folks around here seem to be global warming skeptics, they all agree that spring and fall hardly exist anymore. It gets warm, stays warm, and then gets cold quickly, then back to hot.
But there is a popular theory around here that explains it. I had two people explain it to me just this week. The explanation is: The Bible says (they say!) that we won't be able to tell the seasons apart during the last days before Jesus' return!
Whatever!
I don't know if it's just that wistful reminiscing that seems to be common as I get older or what, but at this time of year I always relive in my mind those russet autumns of my youth. Back in those carefree days it didn't mean to me what it does now. I didn't "gather nuts for the winter" as I do now that I'm an adult, with winterizing the old auto, and doing things around the house to prepare for the coming cold. No, back then it meant playing outside in the leaves with my new friends from school, taking part in the Halloween festivities, looking forward to Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving special, licking my chops at the thought of the coming Thanksgiving feasts. But mostly it was about enjoying those last days of outside fun before old man winter for the most part imprisoned us inside our homes. Believe me, I look at all those leaves that will soon be on the ground a lot differently now!
At any rate, summer has grown old to me and I look forward to the coming of a new season.
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ME TOO! My favorite time of the year! Seattle is full of evergreens but there is one tree outside my window already changing color! Really? The seasons won't be seen apart? Oh dear...the end is hitting Seattle. Oh, and LA, Vegas, deserts...ANTARTICA! Gee, I better head back to Indiana. (That would certainly be hell for me.)
"The Bible says (they say!) that we won't be able to tell the seasons apart during the last days before Jesus' return!"
Really? I've never heard of this, ever. Where is this found in the Bible, Revelation? I remember the prophecies on the Sun and moon and all of the wonderfully destructive bowls of wrath but I don't seem to remember ever reading that we won't be able to tell the seasons apart. I'm going to look this one up.
I love the colors of fall and definitely look forward to that...but I miss the heat/sun of summer already. We have distinct seasons around here, except we had a very mild summer this year. I tend to have to fight depression more the colder it gets and the shorter the daylight hours get.
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Diane - Well, as I suggested to the person telling me that: at least we still have our calenders to keep us straight!
Diane - Of course I meant calendars. Sheesh!
Eruesso - Yeah, it was news to me too. I think it was one of those things poorly educated southern preachers constantly come up with. I visited a Baptist church with a friend a number of years ago and the preacher was speaking on the resurrection. He said that while he didn't have any Scriptural proof for it, he believed that even photographs of graves would show open and empty graves on that day. Good grief!
Shannon - You know what? After a while I get a touch of depression during the winter months. Fortunately the winters are usually fairly mild here and that helps. No cabin fever!
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