HULLO COLORS

Autumn (also known as fall in North American English) is one of the four temperate seasons. Autumn marks the transition from summer into winter, usually in late September (northern hemisphere)

Before the 16th century, harvest was the term usually used to refer to the season. However as more people gradually moved from working the land to living in towns (especially those who could read and write, the only people whose use of language we now know), the word harvest lost its reference to the time of year and came to refer only to the actual activity of reaping, and fall, as well as autumn, began to replace it as a reference to the season.

Autumn in poetry has often been associated with melancholy. The possibilities of summer are gone, and the chill of winter is on the horizon. Skies turn grey, and people turn inward, both physically and mentally.[7] Rainer Maria Rilke, a German poet, has expressed such sentiments in one of his most famous poems, Herbsttag (Autumn Day), which reads in part:

This translates roughly (there is no official translation) to:
Who now has no house, will not build one (anymore).
Who now is alone, will remain so for long,
Will wake, and read, and write long letters
And back and forth on the boulevards
Will restlessly wander, while the leaves blow.

Oh ya, I can see how much you enjoyed this German poem – yikes! Well, poetry takes a bit of getting use to and then, once you find something you like, you do enjoy it.

So now we all shall embrace the color change in leaves wherever deciduous trees are found. For many, if gas prices permit, that means a drive to the mountains – Tupper Lake if nothing else. And foliage reports will keep us all posted on the peak time to see the most brilliant colors.

I’m always amazed at how people year after year snap picture after picture of Fall colors. I mean, the colors are pretty much the same thing and panoramic shots are much pretty the same shots every year too, right? As for me, I’m more inclined to want to take that odd Fall photo. You know the one where someone has spent hours raking up the leaves, has a pile of them, and kids suddenly jump on the pile and soon leaves are spread out again! Now that’s the photo I want to capture and the face to the person who did the raking!

Whatever you fancy, the fact remains that Fall is here and soon we’ll end the daylight savings time and once again, change the clocks. The only one that causes me some awkward moments is the one in my car. So for a few months I just don’t change it – until someone gets in my car and asks, “is that the correct time?”

Have lovely Monday, enjoy the cool weather and “if you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague!”