I LOVE fall. It's not quite fall yet, but it's starting to feel like fall. I love that the air is cooler. I love that it's no longer humid. I love that the sky is bluer, the grass is greener and the leaves are starting to turn into their beautiful golds, yellows, oranges and reds. I love that it's football season. I love concord grapes, apples and cider. I love all things pumpkin. I love the clothes...sweaters, sweatshirts, slacks, jackets. I love long walks in the woods. I love Halloween. I love Thanksgiving. Did I mention that I LOVE FALL?!!! I feel so alive at this time of year.
Fall is the season that symbolizes the process of dying. Flowers are dying. Trees lose their leaves. Vegetable gardens finish producing. Everything is getting ready for the upcoming winter (death).
In my blog "More About Spring" dated 5/11/15, I talked about spring being the season that symbolizes birth and rebirth and how ironic it was that I went to a cemetery to enjoy spring. I find it interesting that in the season that readies us for death (fall), I come alive.