Is there nothing more delicious than the cold day lists we
make? As the light dims earlier on our pilgrimage
toward autumn, we cannot resist the
pages of potential an empty notebook may hold.
Number 2 pencils with novels set in lead. Something of the chilled grass and the crunch
earthy smell of drifted leaves awakens the eternal student in all of us.
What are you planning for the fall?
Last night the temperature dropped, it was time to throw
open the windows – out with the conditioned air and in with the preview of crispy
oxygen! I opened the front door to walk
the crazy Chihuahua and picked up a scent.
I felt like a keen predator.
WOODFIRE!
Can any scent define fall better than woodfire? Its promise of orange and amber, the pop of
hardwood, the drop of ash and the drift of a smokey apparition. The stories of the old times. The hopes for
the new times. The clues are there if we
open our eyes.
My lists consist of prepping for the comfort of the days
ahead. I will work on the boys’ room;
paint, scrubbing floor boards, lined curtains (mimicking the tapestries in
stone castles) to outsmart the drafts, swept and mopped floors, sweaters in the
house of fresh air, branches snapping underfoot on the walks, cool apples with
whitened sweet moist flesh, stews, roasts, diamond clear starry nights…Invigorating,
unfailing, FALL!
Family, Friends, Gratitude, Wine, Air, Deep Breaths, Pinecones,
Dirt, Denim, Fallow Fields waiting for
frost, Plaid, Tweed, Candles, Pies, Cold rushing streams, Sepia Landscapes, Hay
Bales, Cornstalks, Gourds, The puffy
blue jacket vest my father once wore, my brother once wore, my son now wears…FALL!
Make your lists, the celebration is in the potential – take a
class, expand your mind, read something new, Write something to your kin, Build
a Firepit and set it ablaze with the fire in your heart…Fall is upon us,
crawling over the forests the valleys the lands – Breath Deep – Good Energy to
You!
