{"id":24264,"date":"2022-09-22T09:05:10","date_gmt":"2022-09-22T13:05:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.thundercloud.net\/infoave\/new\/?p=24264"},"modified":"2022-09-22T09:05:10","modified_gmt":"2022-09-22T13:05:10","slug":"the-first-day-of-autumn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thundercloud.net\/infoave\/new\/the-first-day-of-autumn\/","title":{"rendered":"The First Day of Autumn"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1><\/h1>\n<h1><\/h1>\n<h1><span style=\"font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">The First Day of Autumn<\/span><\/h1>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">I woke this morning and once the cobwebs were washed away by a strong cup of coffee, it suddenly occurred to me that today is the first day of autumn. It struck me as odd that summer has come and gone and I barely paid attention to it. I took my walks almost every day and some of those days were far too steamy. And I guess on those days it did occur to me that summer had settled in. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">But how can it be the first day of autumn already?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">It looks just like summer. It&#8217;s bright and sunny with clear blue skies,\u00a0 dotted with puffy, white, summer clouds.\u00a0 And it\u2019s nice and warm. It looks like yesterday, but yesterday was not the first day of autumn, it was the last day of summer. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Summer drew its last breath late last night and now autumn reigns, but hardly anyone noticed. No doubt there are millions of people walking around today thinking it\u2019s still summer \u2013 or not caring about the season because they are enjoying the sunshine and the light warm breeze&#8230; on this first day of autumn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Of all the seasons, autumn is the sneakiest. It comes pa adding in on cat\u2019s paws, dressed as summer, fooling everyone except those interested in astronomy, or calendars, or those counting the days until the end or beginning of something.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">As for me, I just don\u2019t know how I feel exactly. I can tell you that autumn is one of my favorite seasons \u2013 but I sure don\u2019t like where it leads. Those dark, cold, lifeless, gray, windy, white days of winter are hiding still &#8211; but not far away. Autumn\u2019s going to hold my hand and fool me with her gentle masquerade of summer until one morning I wake up and look out my window and see frost all covering the grass. After that, autumn&#8217;s costume will be ripped away and I\u2019ll see her real face \u2013 and only then will it strike me that winter is just a snowflake away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">What can I do about it? Nothing. That\u2019s for sure. It reminds me that I used to tease my dad on his birthday about how old he was getting. He would always look at me with a smile and say, \u201cit sure beats the alternative\u201d. So if I look at the seasons that way, I have to look at life that way. At my age, the best way to approach any day or any season is to remember it probably beats the alternative.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Looking out my window, I see the grass needs to be mowed again. I just cut it three days ago. Recent rains and cooler nights agree with the grass, I guess. Anyway, the grass doesn\u2019t care what season it is \u2013 nor do the trees. They just sleep all winter and wake in the spring. But it seems to me that the grass is growing better on this first day of autumn than it was in the middle of summer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">When I see the first day of autumn disguised as summer, it makes me think about my life&#8230; and a lot of other things too. I become contemplative this time of the year. Why is man the only animal that needs a calendar? Why is man the only animal who knows throughout his entire life that he or she is going to die?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Calendars make it easy for us to count the days, keep track of the seasons, and, for better or for worse, remind us that we are all mortal, and we all have a limited number of days until the day comes when we won\u2019t need a calendar \u2013 or anything else &#8211; at all. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Compared to the life of a mayfly, our human lifespan seems eternal; compared to the life of a star, our lifespan is just a tick of the grand cosmic clock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">It&#8217;s the first day of autumn and the sun is shining, the birds are signing, the flowers are blooming, and the trees are still green, if it weren\u2019t for the calendar I would never be able to tell the end of summer from the first day of autumn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">But that\u2019s not true really. I notice the days getting shorter and the nights getting longer. I notice the dew is heavier on the grass on most mornings. I surely don\u2019t need a calendar to tell me something is going on.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Autumn is the great impersonator. She creeps in dressed as summer and goes out dressed as winter. Autumn only shows her true colors for short time \u2013 but OH! What colors she shows!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/thundercloud.net\/infoave\/images\/2016\/autumn.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"297\" height=\"223\" \/>In mid-October around my little town, it looks like Mother Nature has personally dipped her artist\u2019s bruintoint a pallet f\u00a0 watercolors and painted the trees and the forests in a vivid panoply of colors \u2013 from the faintest yellow to fieriest oranges and reds.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Apple cider, donuts, bonfires, football, frosty mornings, and blazing woodland trails, all give way, much too early, to the tinsel and brightly lit displays that used to symbolize Christmas, but now only symbolize its commercialization.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\"> I love Christmas but not Christmas in October. It only starts in October because there\u2019s money to be made.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">How sad.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">The first day of autumn is here. I can\u2019t change it. I am again reminded just how quickly time passes \u2013 and how precious every single moment and every single day is. And I\u2019ll try hard not to waste any of them. But I&#8217;m human and I know that I will.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">I\u2019ll remember that it seems like just a few days ago when I was walking through the muck and slush of spring, dreaming of beautiful, warm, dry summer days. And now summer has passed, carried away on the subtle breath of autumn. Autumn crept in late last night, so silently that no one noticed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Every one of my days is numbered\u2026so I promise myself to try and make every day special. Every day is a gift for which I&#8217;ll try to be thankful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">Every day I awaken is a day for which I should be thankful. And\u00a0 I&#8217;m thankful that I am around to see another autumn begin&#8230; even though today she&#8217;s dressed up as summer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;\">And let me not forget that winter is just a snowflake away.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The First Day of Autumn I woke this morning and once the cobwebs were washed away by a strong cup of coffee, it suddenly occurred to me that today is the first day of autumn. 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