As I grow older, the seasons seem to come around much more quickly. The long, light evenings are no more as we start the autumn and the run towards Christmas. Soon the shops will be filled with Christmas tat as the shops cash in commercially. In some shops Christmas starts now!
It seems no time at all since the spring when the
trees were showing that newness of fresh green and the summer migrants
were arriving from Africa.
As one gets older I have
learnt to enjoy every season. We are lucky in the UK to have seasons and
each has its own pleasures if we just open our eyes and let the seasons flow over us.
Autumn is a season
of rich colours, newly turned soil and fresh starts. Winter can have
those bright cold days when the trees are bare, or warm evenings inside when
the TV and fire beckon. Spring is when the summer migrants return, when
the birds make new nests and sing for all it is worth. Buds appear and
the bulbs in the garden spring forth with vigor. Summer is when the
flowers come into full bloom - and the grass needs cutting very regularly!
Every time of the year is special and should be enjoyed.
We will blink and autumn and winter will be gone and those long summer
evenings will be here again, but each of us has one fewer year to enjoy. Those long summer evenings will come and go.
No, enjoy every moment and every season. Enjoy the now.