Rush of the Seasons

Here it is, almost Thanksgiving.  We've had some autumn to winter crossover weather, one night the temperature dropped below 20 degrees, and almost all the trees are bare now.  But it doesn't seem that summer was all that long ago.

I notice that the days are short now, and the sun low on the horizon.  And then I think that it's only a month until the winter solstice, and the days will begin lengthening again.  It seems like I'm only recognizing the onset of a new season when it is 2/3 over.

We had a warmer day today, and then another cold front moved through in early evening, dropping the temperature into the mid 30s.  My walk home started out feeling a bit raw, but as I walked I began to notice the crisp cleanness of the air, the bright stars in black space, patterns of light and shadow, and I began to relish the briskness of the cold air on my skin.

Rush, rush, go the days.  And the seasons.  And life.  Enjoy it all.