As a Swedish girlfriend (working in Norway) is lamenting summer's end and equally anticipating fall's transition, I too am noticing:
The dawn and dusk chill that comes too soon to the north.
Days are noticeably shorter and August is not yet out.
Leaves are turning.
My vegetable garden is getting harvest-ready.
It's difficult for me to process that summer is winding down when I feel I've had so little of it. Cheated out of a "normal bush season" by a lay off and subsequent scramble for employment I have not spent nearly as much time in the woods as I usually do.
While I have caught some of the seasonal boreal changes on day hikes and dog walks, truly I have missed the full season experience of looking for my favourite boreal gems and tracking their progress from leaf out to flowering to seed/berries! to die back.
Fall is approaching and so is a time for contemplation, dream time and mentally, physically and emotionally regrouping.
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