“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” — George Eliot
The scene pictured above is one of my favorite places in our neighborhood. There is a pond just to the left, where you can’t see it in the photo, but one hardly notices it for the trees that are beautiful all year round. They look gorgeous in spring when they flower, and cool and shady with green in the summer, but I love them best in the fall.
Eliot wouldn’t have to be a bird to fly nowadays, but she probably couldn’t seek successive autumns even if she was still on earth today. She’d likely be too busy with the responsibilities of day-to-day life to indulge her fall fantasies. But she could fly about in cyberspace for a few minutes every day, and hear about the delights of the season all over the world.
It’s fun to reflect on her words and realize that the magic of autumn has captivated human hearts and minds for hundreds of years. If you identify with Eliot’s love of this season, pull up an imaginary chair and have a chat with her about what she might see if she could visit your home during her favorite time of year. She has left behind some vivid descriptions of fall for us to enjoy. Your turn now!
One year ago today: