Another post-pandemic summer has spun by. Did you get to enjoy it? Mother Nature was on a turbulent ride with wildfires up north, record heat down south, inflation dampening budgets, and unfulfilled airline promises causing disruption. And yet, somehow, July and August wound down fast, and here we are, ready to jump into autumn. It got me thinking.
As Summer Moves On
Summer always seems to end too soon. We’re watching flowers blossom and bloom, birds and bees are doing their thing, and suddenly one day we see that an early tree is losing its leaves. The deep shades of green on the landscape are fading, the grass is taking on a golden tone. It seems to be Mother Nature’s reminder that nothing lasts forever.
No longer can we head out the door barefoot and jacketless. Now the autumn weather requires preparation and thought to keep from being caught somewhere cold and damp. The autumn breeze that cools things down also sets the scene for other changes. New teachers, new schools, new subjects to study, new wardrobes, and new political or philosophical considerations. New friends require rethinking. Some of the values you carried in light of their newly expressed values.
Organizations restart up their activities after the summer hiatus. And you have to choose where you will volunteer and what next year’s passion will be.
And then there is the big issue of balance between work, family, church, community service and your own social life. There may be a new love in your coming winter or a new hobby, or a new favorite haunt.
So much to look forward to that you almost forgive summer for moving on.
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