Nature teaches me many valuable life lessons--time and time again... The most recent arrived this past Sunday morning. Post breakfast on the patio and a spot of reading, I took time to walk my yard and flower gardens.
There, I saw signs of change emerging all about... Included in that observance was the feel of a chill, gray morning--so very much the epitome of fall. I was aptly reminded that this truly is a season of transition.
I have a theory. It often guides me in life: As in nature, so, too, is it in life. In the past few weeks, transitioning has played a role in my own day-to-day living: a bit more time in dedicated, quiet reflection, slowing down more often to connect with others (post a busy, always-on-the-go summer), and a return to that mindful quest for knowledge I hold so near and dear (Yes, I am referring to self-education via varied forms).
Summer's not quite left us here in northwest Ohio, though. Nope! My geraniums are the lushest I've observed this season, and there is scads of green--still all about. Added to all that: today's high is forecasted to reach 96 degrees. Wow, I think that is the highest temperature (by far) we will have marked this year! Speaking of transition... Even though I've already donned a sweater and jacket (or two) in the past few weeks, I haven't packed away my summer clothing, yet. Today's projected heatwave demonstrates one good reason why!
Transition: to me, it means "the in-between." That's a nice balance; I think!
Joy and hugs, T.
