Leaves
Nov 15th 2008gregenvironment & mystery & sermon seeds
I haven’t written about the natural magic of fall on here for a while. Figure my volcano piece has already been done.
But, this fall we did it again. We looked around and said, “There just hasn’t been enough rain, it will be a brown fall without much color.” Then Fall came anyway. The yellows and oranges are brilliant with some hardy reds. To be sure there is plenty of brown in some areas. But, it makes the tree which has burst into full color stand out all the more. And, my own neighborhood has been absolutely blazing with glory.
Now the leaves are coming down. My yard is a “mess” thanks to the rains coming right after the leaf fall. But, I love it all. The street is full of leaves and I love driving through them in my little car as much I as I used to love blasting through them on my bike. It is a pre-snow transformation from solid concrete and hard edges to natural blurs and complexities that dance and whirl.
And in the woods last weekend alone, the pure pleasure of the soft crunch beneath my feet was exhilarating. Life that had soared into the air through tiny veins of wood, was returning to the soil enriched by sun, air, and water. I marvel at the loudness of a single leaf somersaulting down through the trees when there is no machine noise pollution to mask its passing. Every part of life’s cycle has a beauty and fall is still a favorite of mine. I rank it right up there with Spring, Summer, and Winter!
11/20 This week the reds came on strong. The trees that fill the middle of the boulevard coming into my neighborhood lit up like British soldiers on parade. Then today, snow flakes, lots of snow flurries whirling everywhere melting almost before touching the ground, added to the picture. I saw serious faced “how am I ever going to reach these kids” teachers turn giddy with the pure delight of the spectacle. I do love life in four seasons.
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