Tag Archives: seasons

A happier state of mind

“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.” — George Santayana Here in the northern hemisphere, we are enjoying the colors of the foliage and the cooling weather.  Meanwhile, our neighbors south of the equator are enjoying the end of winter and …

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A running flame

“Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.” — Faith Baldwin If you live in the northern hemisphere, I hope you are close enough to visit some area where the torch of autumn is lighting up the forests.  Not all of us live near mountains, but anywhere there …

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Delicious

“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 …

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Autumn has seized the countryside

“The magic of autumn has seized the countryside; now that the sun isn’t ripening anything it shines for the sake of the golden age…” ― Elizabeth Coatsworth I would miss so much if I didn’t get out and walk.  This neighbor’s yard, like so many, would be harder to appreciate through the windshield of a …

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Bright and demanding

“She liked anything orange: leaves; some moons; marigolds; chrysanthemums; cheese; pumpkin, both in pie and out; orange juice; marmalade. Orange is bright and demanding. You can’t ignore orange things.” —  Catherynne M. Valente Though I’ve never thought of orange as one of my favorite colors, I love the way it brightens this time of year.  …

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We more than gain

“Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.” ― Samuel Butler Happy first day of fall!  I hope this season is full of delightful gifts for you.  What do you most look forward to at this time of year?  Feel free to share some of your …

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One of those

“It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.” — P.D. James Perfect autumn days might be more numerous in our memory than in reality., but they can happen anywhere, and they aren’t just about foliage or pumpkins.  The photo above was taken on a beautiful …

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Dressing herself

“September is dressing herself in showy dahlias and splendid marigolds and starry zinnias. October, the extravagant sister, has ordered an immense amount of the most gorgeous forest tapestry for her grand reception.” — Oliver Wendell Holmes I agree with Holmes that the beauty of October is usually more extravagant than the showy displays of September. …

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Another turned page

“…that old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air … Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.” ― Wallace Stegner Though it …

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If we only knew

“Good heavens, of what uncostly material is our earthly happiness composed— if we only knew it!  What incomes have we not had from a flower, and how unfailing are the dividends of the seasons!”  —  James Russell Lowell It’s hard to choose a favorite season, but this time of year I’m especially aware of the …

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The first week of August

“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, …

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When everything is perfect

“Every summer there are a number of nights, not many, but a number, when everything is perfect. The light, the warmth, the smells, the mist, the birdsong – the moths. Who can sleep? Who wants to?” ― Fredrik Sjöberg During summer, my tendency to be a night owl kicks into overdrive.  The longer daylight hours …

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Flowers that fly

“But these are flowers that fly and all but sing…” — Robert Frost Of all the symbols of summer, perhaps butterflies come the closest to capturing the season.  The brevity of their time here, coupled with their freedom of movement and dazzling visual appeal, seem well matched to the warmer months when we tend to …

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Always June

“I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June…I feel that it would take me a long time to get tired of it, if it were all as charming as today.” — L. M. Montgomery There’s a good reason Anne’s sunny personality has won the hearts of …

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No way to say no

And it’s going to be a day There is really no way to say no to the morning Yes it’s going to be a day There is really nothing left to say But come on morning    — Dan Fogelberg This verse is from  “To the Morning,” the first Dan Fogelberg song I ever loved, recorded …

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Amid the trials

“How fair is a garden amid the trials and passions of existence.” — Benjamin Disraeli We’ve now owned our York home nearly ten years, longer than we have ever owned any property.  Among the many features of the home I’ve treasured, the azalea garden in our back yard is a favorite.  Countless times that little …

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The singing of birds

“For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come…” — Song of Solomon 2:11-12 Let’s hope the winter is mostly past by now, and the rain, while not over and gone, will surely give way to more …

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The first spring day

“The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another.  The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.”  — Henry Van Dyke On March 17, St. Patrick’s Day, we returned to Alexandria to find six inches of snow on the ground.  Really!  I had just left behind …

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The earth laughs

“The earth laughs in flowers.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson If Emerson is right, this spring ought to be a riot of hilarity, the kind that comes as a huge relief after sustained tension.  Last week, the cherry blossoms “brought down the house” with the earth’s mirth in the DC area.  I hope you too are …

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You know how it is

“The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You’re one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud comes over the sunlit arch, And wind …

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A curious paradox

“There is a curious paradox that no one can explain. Who understands the secret of the reaping of the grain? Who understands why Spring is born out of Winter’s laboring pain, or why we must all die a bit before we grow again.” — Tom Jones (playwright) from The Fantasticks Today I send virtual flowers …

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Under the giving snow

“Under the giving snow blossoms a daring spring.” — Terri Guillemets I find it hard to believe that as I’m writing this (on March 7, two weeks before publication) I STILL see snow on the ground outside!  It’s melting in places, but most of the grass is still covered with it, and those nasty-dirty drifts …

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The best of now

“No longer forward nor behind I look in hope or fear; But, grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.” ― John Greenleaf Whittier No matter what is going on in your life right now, this day holds many hidden gifts.  Which ones will you discover? One year ago today: Not …

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One of those March days

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” — Charles Dickens Today (two weeks before this is published) Michael commented that spring had been flirting with us.  That’s a perfect description of the past …

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Fling off thy sadness

Awake, thou wintry earth –Fling off thy sadness!Fair vernal flowers, laugh forthYour ancient gladness! — Thomas Blackburn As I write this, I keep glancing out my glass doors, and I see there is still snow on the ground.  But the sun is shining brightly, and the snow is melting, slowly but surely. It was raining …

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