The Small Pleasures of Fall

The Autumnal Equinox is on Monday, September 22, but this evening, I looked closely for signs of fall in the bushes along the track where my husband runs while I walk. With camera in hand, I walked at a much slower pace than usual, stopping to catch the tiny flashes of color in the lush vines that covered a fence around the track.

Fall has always been my favorite time of year. Although spring is lovely, too, my heart belongs to fall, to its spirited effervescence in the face of death and decay. Fall is a season for philosophy. It reminds us of the shortness of life, of the transience of all things. This is a useful reminder.