I embraced the fall yesterday...at about 3:42 PM.
I was wearing shorts at the time, but still embraced it,
nonetheless.
So that’s done....
And, surprisingly—or not so surprisingly, depending on your
point of view—the whole thing occurred pretty seamlessly.
No great rumbles...or swirling winds.
Not even a bolt of lightning.
It actually just slipped into the middle of my very ordinary afternoon
while I was stuck waiting for the light to change, outside the Stop & Shop.
You know, the endless light that takes forever to cycle
through a half dozen different traffic patterns before you get your very brief turn
to go.
And as I glanced up the hill to see “Grandma” (What...you don’t think she was someone’s grandma?) and
her 18 year old Subaru putt putt putting away into the distance, I was again bedazzled
and beguiled, by the multi-colored bedecking across a solitary row of treetops,
belitted by the afternoon sun...and yes, I made belitted up, just because I could.
I mean I only gave up the mutton chops and bell bottoms a few
of years ago. And I still can’t bear to part with my powder blue leisure suit.
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And if that little old lady you graciously allowed to cut
you off in the parking lot creeps through at the exact last moment before it
changes to red...you then end up staring into space for about 10 minutes
waiting...and waiting...and waiting...and waiting some more.
However, this time the long wait was different. In fact, it
was actually a good thing as I found myself staring into the little green park
across the street, mesmerized by the bright, flaming orange leaves bedecking one
specific tree.
I suppose it was some sort of Maple that beguiled with its bedecking
(hey, how many times does one get to use variations of bedeck in a year?)
“Wow...look at all the
bedecking on that cool orange tree”, I said to myself...at least after I finished
cursing the little old lady.
And as I glanced up the hill to see “Grandma” (What...you don’t think she was someone’s grandma?) and
her 18 year old Subaru putt putt putting away into the distance, I was again bedazzled
and beguiled, by the multi-colored bedecking across a solitary row of treetops,
belitted by the afternoon sun...and yes, I made belitted up, just because I could.
It was then that I felt it, along with the 55-ish nippy degree
breeze that blew up my suddenly noticeable out of season shorts...it was, indeed, fall.
Summer was most definitely past and, now, more than the calendar
framed the transformation.
To everything there is a season and all that other “Polly Positive” turn turn turn...cra...uh, “stuff”.
So now the season is really
fall.
Fall....
As I sat at that endless light, taking in the brilliance
surrounding me, I truly felt it for the very first time: I was right in the
middle of it....in the middle of fall.
Suddenly, I had a craving for wood fires, sweaters and
turtlenecks, apple cider and all things pumpkin...but only the all things I don’t
have to consume, since I hate the taste of pumpkin.
Bleckkkkk....
And while you might not think this is such a big deal, you
need to understand that for me, this was huge.
Change has always been hard for me. Once I’m locked into a pattern, it takes
quite a lot to get me to move on.
I mean I only gave up the mutton chops and bell bottoms a few
of years ago. And I still can’t bear to part with my powder blue leisure suit.
Hey, is it my fault that polyester is indestructible?
So to actually embrace a new season, while still practically
in its infancy, was indeed a moving on moment of momentousness... mostly....for
me....
And if it hadn’t been for yet another little old lady honking her horn behind me, as the light had,
at some point, apparently turned to green and was already changing to yellow, I
might have sat there the entire afternoon, soaking it all in.
But instead, I stepped on the gas, leaving “Grandma #2” stuck at the red, and
wished her the same epiphanous revelation that I had just experienced.
But I don’t think she appreciated it as much as I did, because
the hand gesture she shot back at me was clearly not a thumbs up.
Oh well...fall...
not everyone gets it....
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you're an old lady magnet. and today was a shorts day, so much for fall.
ReplyDeleteAh come on...you're not that old....
Deletegood one, moloney.
DeleteThis old lady declares that you are bewitched by the time and tides, by the spring, summer, winter and fall, by the motion of the planets, by the whole doggone mystery of the universe.
ReplyDeleteBewitched and beguiled, for sure...but still working on bewonderful....
DeleteNice one Brian particularly liked "You know, the endless light that takes forever to cycle through a half dozen different traffic patterns before you get your very brief turn to go." I thought only happened over here.
ReplyDeleteNo...here too. Just on the other side of the road....
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