The End of Summer

Even though we still have a few days of hot and humid weather before us the linear summer of 2014 is over for most of us.

Pencils and books replace endless days of play. School children and we adults have the short glories of fall to prepare for the deep of winter. There’s wood to bring and things to fix.

As the summer seemingly passes and blends into the fall there is a graceful tranquil moment for the new to begin emerging from a place invisible in the green months and long light of summer. That moment is the Labor Day holiday.

This calendar enchantment of change to the dawning time of color, is neither a first nor last, for seasons are an annual birth in their own time, recasting their unique image year after year after year.

So swaddle the birth of change and nurture her gifts. Let us hold the memory of a placid summer in our hearts and let us be joyfully expectant of a crisp and brilliant fall.

Cradle the omnipresent change of September into a sweet harmony of appreciation. Let nature's symphonies of song manifest a palate of color sung by her trees and creatures as they prepare for sleep or travel.

Change is here. Let us rejoice.