Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Ode to Autumn


In my younger years I was much more optimistic, but time and life have changed me and not for the better I will have to say. I now lean to the pessimistic side. (Thanks mom!)

Yesterday was the first day of Autumn and I read many poems written in honor of it. Words and pictures devoted to the fall time of year, crunching leaves, russet colors, cooling temps, apples picked, cider made, pumpkins ripened and of coarse the donuts. Okay, I will give you the cider donuts, but I can't help to think that all this is just a prelude to the cold and snow.

I came to love the warm winters down south while we lived there. I think the four of the five Christmases that we spent there had temps in the 60's and 70's. Last year, back in Michigan, Christmas day was dingy and cold. Burrrr...

My son loves to plan. He has autistic tendencies and one of the problems he faces is compulsive planning. He plans his breakfasts, lunches and dinners days ahead, this also goes for holidays. He has been talking about Christmas for several months now. I have been thinking of Christmas for months now. We will be going to Charleston, SC for the holiday. I will get to spend it with my girls, bask in the warmth, walk along the shore and of course go into the city and forget the frigid weather up here.

So here's to you Autumn! Come on in and lead us to the cold and snow, Lance and I are planning our escape. Until then I will drink the cider and eat the donuts and even crunch some leaves under my feet, but you will not get me to write an ode or two to you.

2 comments:

Life with Linda said...

When was this that you lived down south? Do you travel every Christmas? I am currently waiting for a call from Nathan as he & April are at hospital trying to give birth to my newest grandchild!

Letters From Midlife said...

This post brought a smile to my face. I love autumn too but as I get older winter holds less charm for me. I'm not sure I was ever really an optimist seeing the glass as half full. I was more of a realist - a half a glass is just a half a glass. I also find myself more pessimistic these days seeing the glass as half empty. More of an Eyore than a Tigger! lol