Cynthia L. Eppley 11/17/2020
A World of Octobers
This summer was difficult, wasn’t it? Vacations were cancelled, flights were delayed, and the every growing Pandemic pressed heavily upon us.
The splendor of spring and new flowers popping up was replaced by drying leaves and wilted blossoms. Too hot to garden and tend to weeds.
Time to rest on the porch with a tall lemonade.
Dog Days of Summer
Even our dog, Ella seemed to be lethargic. She is a Cavapoo and we take about 3-4 walks each day. Some of these are, shall we say…mandatory?
But she even seemed to “poop out” on longer walks.
Her vim and vigor flagged. When we arrived at home, she flopped on the cool floor for a reprieve. We all felt it.
There was a certain weariness to it all.
The heat, the humidity press in upon us in Eastern PA.
But along with Covid, the isolation and separation dragged on.
Unable to visit with family and friends, we felt like we were “wilting on the vine.”
But sure as Fall follows Summer, the welcome cool nights came upon us.
I generally note that I make it through Summer by counting the cold fronts that come through our area.
Each one is a clearing and welcome relief to the blanching, drying heat.
By Mid-September, we can count on the change.
But in walking the dog, I began to see a change.
I first noticed the colors of Fall in decorations.
Was it just me? Were there more decorations out than normal?
Did the orange pumpkins pop more brightly?
Did gourds ever seem so yellow and nearly glow against hay bales?
The clear cobalt sky was a backdrop to the riot of color, even highlighting dark brown, bleak branches reaching to the heavens.
Sunsets became even more vibrant and clear.
Corn stalks were tied to banisters and pillars, with neat arrangements at their feet.
It all seemed to shout out: “We need color! We need vibrant hope!”
I’ve already written about Halloween here:A COVID Halloween
So many homes got into the spirit and decorated, with anticipation of little ones coming to the front door.
Perhaps we needed a reason to celebrate?
Perhaps we needed a reason to hope.
Renewal for us All
The crisp, cool air was almost palpable in renewal for us. Even Ella perked up.
She walked with energy in her steps.
A whirling breeze might bring a gust that blew her ears back, flapping. Not to be deterred, she pointed her nose up and pressed on.
She clearly reveled in it.
Leaves were to be chased.
Sticks were to be picked up and carried along our path. And I might note: Her pride in carrying the largest log possible was evident. Head held high, and her gait could only be described as strutting and prancing.
Rain storms and Cold Fronts
This past week brought rain, wind, and a flurry of leaves to the ground. Our path was often a carpet of blazing crimson. Or perhaps a splattering of golden hues that resembled the “Yellow brick road.”
How can one resist the urge to kick leaves and revel in the crunch beneath our feet?
It was a glorious riot of color that warmed our hearts and souls, and brought little children to our front yard to leap in the leaves.
Could there be anything more glorious than that youthful enthusiasm and joy? Does anything match children’s laughter and giggles?
The hard summer has been followed by the glory of Fall.
“There us not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice.” John Calvin
Perhaps the best quote of Fall belongs to Ann of Green Gables:
We are so grateful for Fall and all it brings.
I, for one, am so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.