"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower."
- Albert Camus
It doesn't seem to me that there are as many oak trees as there were when I was a child.
In my memory, they shade every sidewalk.
Walking to school in the fall was prettier and way more fun than walking politely past rose gardens in spring.
"You can't hide your true colours as you approach the autumn of your life."
If only my soul looked like this!
Or my hair.
"I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the
landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter.
Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show."
- Andrew Wyeth
Americans like the painter Andrew Wyeth, may feel reassured that something lies beneath the autumn path, some hope of spring.
In January, Canadians, who have a million miles of tundra hugging their backsides, aren't so sure.
"Come said the wind to
the leaves one day,
Come o're the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold."
- A Children's Song of the 1880's
They surely do.
So buckle your seat belts eveybody, we're sliding into November!