The Fall.

the season of autumn, not the bite into the fruit.

though it is not scheduled to arrive until later this week,

i can already feel it blustering its way in.

i welcome it at the door.

it bears gifts of cool air, changed leaves, a different sunlight, mood music, and spicy, pumpkin-flavored everything.

i take its coat and hat.

"come in. take a seat. summer was just leaving."

it is not until summer gets up and bids me farewell that i realize how great its visit had been and how significant it was for my life.

i fight back a pang of distress as i watch it depart.

i return my attention to fall, and i see upon its face a fresh, new start.

it is only then that i am able to accept and cherish the summer for what it was,

but also to embrace this new season for what it is

and what it will be.

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Ecclesiastes 3:11