It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Feeling Wistful

Feeling wistful today. Not because I go back to work today. Not because my eldest is back to school after a brief visit. Not even because my two younger children go back to school on Monday.

Wistful because I picked these up on the three block walk home from the bus stop. The trees are still green, yet there are leaves on the ground. Just a few, here and there. Not all over the ground. Not the crisp, crunchy, crackling carpet that is to come. Which, I admit, I love – it’s one of my favourite sounds, that whish and crackle round my feet as I kick through the drifts of leaves.

But it’s coming. Fall is coming. And, while I love the soft amber light of warm autumn afternoons, though I relish cool, crisp mornings, though I glory in the blaze of colour that is autumn in this part of the world, autumn is also the harbinger of winter. The fading of the light. Long nights, crackling-with-cold days. It’s not the loss of warmth that makes me wistful, though, it’s the fading of the light. Evenings that start at 3:00 in the afternoon, full dark by 4:00. Sunrise at 8:00.

I mourn the fading of the light.

September 1, 2005 - Posted by | Uncategorized

5 Comments »

  1. I mourn the fading of the light…and the high cost of HEATING OIL. ACK!!!!

    All houses on this military base are heated this way.

    oi.

    maybe I could burn some pretty leaves?

    Comment by Heather | September 1, 2005 | Reply

  2. Oh, you could play pioneers, just like “The Long Winter” (Laura Ingalls Wilder book)! They used straw, though. Your boys would love it. For about ten minutes.

    I guess retrofits aren’t allowed on bases, huh. And no point if you end up being posted to another PMQ – with oil heating… Poor you!

    Comment by Mary P. | September 1, 2005 | Reply

  3. Ahh…but you can have a steaming bowl of yummy soup while a roaring fire blazes in the fireplace…

    Comment by LoryKC | September 1, 2005 | Reply

  4. Fall always makes me blue for the same reasons. Though evenings start here about 5 with full dark by 6:00. I first noticed it the other night, when it was fully dark at 8:30.

    Comment by M&Co. | September 1, 2005 | Reply

  5. Lory: Well, we can have the soup – great winter comfort food! – but, as the chimney is capped, a fire would have similar results as my tortilla episode today. Once is enough.

    M&Co: Fall is a poignant season. Very lovely in itself, but a fleeting prelude to the dark. Ah, well. December 21 is coming, right?!–>

    Comment by Mary P. | September 1, 2005 | Reply


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