Friday, September 20, 2013

And the summer ends...

     I don't know about you but I always feel a little wistful at summer's end- so much so that I have written poems about it. One in particular that I put up on the blog which is now hosted by Word Press comes to memory and is probably my most poignant. (Check August 2009 archives for the poem Goodbye to Summer.) The great thing about summer's end is that autumn happens to be my favorite season and it was always that way. This year the second half of August was so hot that when the weather changed to rainy and cold last week I started waking up refreshed and with all my zip back. I started a poem at the beginning of this summer which I thought would be a great muse catalyst and I rather waited for the poem to write itself- as I have done in the past. It's the newest entry titled The Designed World and I'm working on a translation for my French blog which will go up in a couple of days.
     Perhaps grief got in my way but most likely the delay happened because there is only so much leisure time for my mind anymore. It's unfair but true. I am now doing all the work that life imposes on us completely by myself and it doesn't leave much room or time for the work I feel is more important than grocery shopping or cooking and cleaning. Today I was thinking about the English platitude: two heads are better than one and now I think I agree with it on principle alone. Somehow even a small contribution in handling matters around the house or finances makes all the difference in the time factor and it feels more human. If you don't believe me try going it alone some time, if you don't already have that deal. It's not just the workload, though. I used to bounce quite a few ideas off my Mom just to get clarification. We were opposites in quite a few opinions and tastes but it helped me make decisions and choices faster. Go figure.
     At any rate, I always find that autumn gives me more energy, the natural odors and aromas smell fresher and the mornings more invigorating than at any other time of year. I wish I could find a locale that is like autumn all the time but I have a feeling that no such place exists. It is a time not a place. Soon it will be time to put away that lawn mower and go dance in the leaves.
     Heaven !
Enjoy it like I do !
The Castle Lady