I was sitting in my living room this morning doing a little reading. It was a quiet, peaceful time, and I got some much-needed solitude.
As I looked through the sliding glass window of my dining room, I watched as the leaves of my english walnut tree dropped its leaves onto the patio. It was beautiful to see them drift slowly to the ground. I must admit, however, that I wasn’t looking forward to cleaning them up 🙂
Nonetheless, it was a gentle reminder that the seasons are quickly changing. I love the fall, and I relish the opportunity to be introspective when the seasons change. I’ll be doing that for the next couple of weeks, as more leaves come down, the air turns cool and brisk, and we start slowing down, anticipating the winter ahead.
Take some time this weekend and review how you’ve been doing recently. Any relationships need mending? Any situations that need to be addressed? Any new skills you want to learn? I hope you have a great weekend, wherever you are.
Gathering LeavesBy Robert Frost
Spades take up leavesNo better than spoons,And bags full of leavesAre light as balloons.
I make a great noiseOf rustling all dayLike rabbit and deerRunning away.
But the mountains I raiseElude my embrace,Flowing over my armsAnd into my face.
I may load and unloadAgain and againTill I fill the whole shed,And what have I then?
Next to nothing for weight,And since they grew dullerFrom contact with earth,Next to nothing for color.
Next to nothing for use.But a crop is a crop,And who’s to say whereThe harvest shall stop?