The change seemed to happen early. Suddenly, in August, I was experiencing cold, then hot, then cold, then warmish. It really varied, and it wasn’t like you could count on a pattern. Yes, autumn arrived early this year (did you think I was talking about something else?), and it was barely summer at all! The change of seasons is upon us!
Every year I mourn summer’s ending and the change from summer to fall. Summer is by far my favorite time of year. We get to wear light clothing and it’s easy to move about. Sailing and lake swimming are two of my favorite things, and you can only do those in Vermont for a very short time! So, as summer winds down, I get just a bit depressed, but then something happens. We get a second wind, affectionately called Indian Summer. The mornings are cool but the days heat up and the foliage begins to change.
A certain healing effect occurs once the leaves start changing. It is absolutely gorgeous and every day it changes just a bit more. It attracts my eyes and appeals to my senses in many ways. This year seems as though it will not only be spectacular, but potentially early as well. Some of the reds already seem more brilliant than last year and the hillsides are beginning to show different colors. It shows great promise this year.
All is not lost as I hike more now, I can still golf for a couple more months, once the leaves change, and then fall from the trees, a whole new world appears. As the canopy drops you can see so much more through the woods and trails, so much more is visible.
People often ask my why we live here, and the change from summer to fall foliage is just one of the reasons. It is why I use the hashtag “whywelivehere.”