The passing of fall, and the passing of a life

Our fall developed into beautiful colors this year with vibrant yellows, oranges, and deep reds. It seemed to peak a bit later than in years past, but that is certainly variable and is never held to a calendar-specific date. We had warm days to enjoy autumn’s last gasp, and then a week of cooler temperatures settled in. With that the colors faded, the air took on a different smell, and the wood ducks and swans started moving through on their journeys south. As they leave, the blue jays are returning so there always seems to be some activity and bird sounds and calls.

As we have been experiencing the change of seasons, we also experienced the passing of my mother-in-law. Vi had lived a remarkable 99 years, celebrating her birthday just this past August. Although dementia began moving in on her a few years ago, she retained her cheerfulness and her appreciation for her lack of aches and pains. She had a lovely smile and was always encouraging us to “do things while you still can” – a needed reminder for all of us as the years pass by and we get older. And to me, that phrase seems to ring with additional truth as we are transitioning away from fall and into winter more each day – a reminder to do the fall tasks before the cold moves in, the lakes freeze, and the snow begins to fall.

Into the sunrise, as we transition to fall

Somewhere in the distance the call of autumn can be heard. It’s faint and far-off right now, but it’s noticeable in small ways. There’s a change in the slant of the sun, and the air has a different smell. Some days dawn with warmth, and others have a cool chill – a sign of the seasonal change.

Even the call of the loons is different. It seems more lonely, especially as it rises above the steam coming off the lake. There will soon be a change in the migrating birds, both those coming and those leaving. The wood ducks have been sighted as they are passing through in their journey from north to south. The Canada geese have taught their young how to fly and soon, after their wings have strengthened significantly, they too will head south. With the rapidly decreasing daylight hours, the hummingbirds are active now in preparation for their departure. And the adult loons will soon be leaving, followed later by the juveniles.

There is a “weathered” color to the leaves now. The once-vibrant greens have faded, and we are starting to see hints of color. That symphony of color will only grow and crescendo in another four to six weeks. The steam will continue to rise off the lake in the mornings until the water temperature plummets below the air temperature.

It’s all a reminder to me of the passage of time, the preparation needed for the transition to winter, and the importance of appreciating each and every day and relishing the opportunity to embrace what is offered up to us.