An Autumn Interlude

September Pastorale

September Pastorale

Autumn doesn’t arrive suddenly, despite what the calendar may have suggested today. It slips in silently, bringing a crisp and misty edge to summer mornings. There’s a gentling of the late afternoon’s sunshine. Gardens sport blowzy seed pods and the alders discreetly begin discarding leaves faded to familiar autumn hues.

While I could do without the presence of those garden spiders hanging out in their silken orbs, they are harbingers of the approaching season of preparation — reminders that it’s time for us to begin collecting the harvest and setting aside quantities for our winter sustenance.

Overgrown shrubs beg for pruning and tender perennials await their annual blanket of mulch, but this is also a season of reward and right now I think I’m entitled to sit awhile on the back steps to bask in a precious remnant of summer’s warmth.


There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot….”

(Ecclesiastes 3:1-2)


5 thoughts on “An Autumn Interlude

  1. JodyHedlund says:

    I love the way you describe autumn, Carol! Beautiful picture! Here in central Michigan it feels more like hot and sticky summer for the past few days. Heavy humidity is blanketing us. But I do look forward to those crisper, cool days!

  2. Laura Best says:

    Ecclesiastes 3:1-2—My favourite. It really says it all. Doesn’t it?

    • I especially like those verses, too, Laura. God really knew what he was doing when he provided the cycle of seasons. 🙂 Each one has something special to offer.

      We had a sudden hot day yesterday, Jody, so summer here isn’t entirely over yet.

  3. JaxPop says:

    Why is it always time to pull weeds? Ugh! My hamstrings are so tight – if they snap – it’ll be like a human shuttle launch. 90ish today – low humidity – won’t see our version of fall ’til December. Ocean water is still in the high 80s.

    • (I can just see you whizzing alongside the ‘Columbia’, waving in at the surprised astronauts on your way past into space!) Your weeds obviously like the extended summer temperatures there and grow like… ah, like weeds. I was out in the garden this afternoon, too. It’s been a beautiful cloudless sunny day here… but only about 18C. (65-ish F.) I’m content with that.

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