Ending of Summer, Beginning of Fall

This post from last year seems to be exactly what I’m feeling this morning. 

Summer’s Afterglow

The melody of autumn is played on muted strings,

A symphony of wind and trees, the song September sings.

The rhythm of the autumn rain is somnolent and slow;

From softened skies, a lullaby in summer’s afterglow.

–Blanche Day Manos

September is that, isn’t it…summer’s afterglow? Each spring, leaves, flowers, grass are bursting with new energy and the release from winter but when summer ends and fall arrives, there’s a different look and a different feel. 100_2683The container garden is still luxuriant and full but it won’t be growing nearly as quickly as it was. The grass doesn’t need to be cut as often. 

It is the second day of a brand new season, fall. Each time of the year has its unique beauty and blessings. It’s like that with life, isn’t it? We pass through many seasons with lots of changes along the way. I’m reminded of those changes each day. Children grow up; no longer is hunting for acorns and playing silly games like “Mean Mop” any fun. Interests are branching out. The world and exciting adventures await, not only for children but for us adults too.

I hope your autumn starts great and ends the same way with fun times in between. I can hardly wait to see the happy surprises in summer’s afterglow.


Weather and seasons play an important part in each of the Darcy and Flora cozies and the Ned McNeil Moonlight series. I love writing about crashing thunderstorms, summer rains, fall winds, and winter snowstorms that bring everyone in to sit by the fireplace with cups of coffee in hand. I love the change of the seasons.

Comments

  1. Blanche, that’s such a wonderful poem! I’m glad you reposted it and think you should every Fall! : )

    Is that “my” Black & Blue Salvia this year? I think I recognized “my” pot. If so, well done!

    love n hugs!

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