The chill of the morning air is as exhilarating as good news. Nights are even chillier. It is mid-September. The days are sunny and bright, yet there is a stillness that didn't exist a month ago. A feeling of expectancy. Perhaps nobody else notices, but I am so attuned to the seasons that every little change affects me - especially at this time of year.
Today, as I ponder the many upcoming changes, I'm thinking it'll soon be time to plant tulip, daffodil and crocus bulbs. I know that, in the deep of winter when the snow flies, I'll smile as I envision the glorious flower garden that will appear in the early spring.
In anticipation of my favorite month, October, I impatiently await the pumpkins, gourds and mums that will soon appear on doorsteps along with scarecrows made from dried cornstalks and straw; I wait for heavy dew that makes everything twinkle in the morning sunlight, and most of all, I look forward to the magnificently colored foliage that gives off a special warm glow! November, Thanksgiving month, will be the usual heartwarming family time that is so rewarding and memorable, and the frantically busy month of December will no doubt deliver all the joys and happiness that we have come to expect?
Many changes are on the way. They are good changes. We must welcome the turning points in our lives that bring new opportunities to recognize, accept and experience the good that awaits us.