October is Here!
by Fran Hafey
In the eastern part of the United States, the days are getting shorter and the leaves are falling under the weight of the October rain. Leaves swirl in the cool breeze as they accumulate along the country byways.
The nights are nippy and the frosty dew is noticeable on the pumpkins in the patch that has taken over our garden. I notice the nuthatch is back for the winter, as they hop up and down the bark of the large oak tree. The scent of autumn is strong and people talk about the weather and how cool it's beginning to feel. School is becoming routine, and life settles down after the hot, dry summer.
I see more blankets out on the clotheslines as the gentle fall winds blow their heavenly scent through them. That smell we love, like bringing a bit of nature in doors for us to enjoy. I rummage through closets to find my favorite old jacket that makes me feel so comfortable. Gold and red apples show up at the farmers market, with plenty of pumpkins to choose from.
Old men and young boys fish before the mornings are too bitter, one last time. Soon, the billows of smoke will be seen from the chimneys of country homes, carrying that rich flavor that takes us back to our childhoods, of cold snowy mornings, eating oatmeal before running out to play in the snow. The moon cycles call to me to remember the years gone by.
Children and adults alike, plan tricks or treats and what character they will be this year. What a magical time of change. A time when Mother Nature is yawning, preparing for a long awaited nap. The earth holds so many secrets within her deep brown soil, to rest until it's warm enough to recycle once more. Life seems to slow down a bit, when October comes.
I've already bought the hot chocolate and I know the apple cider will be tempting me soon. It's wonderful how we keep traditions and ideas close to our hearts. Sharing them with our children and their children. I pray they have the chance to remember the nostalgia and have their own stories to tell. Just this evening on the telephone, my oldest daughter shared with me how great it was when she rose this morning, went to her front door and took in a deep cleansing breath of autumn. She had missed it more than she remembered after living in the west for a few years.
I feel good that she will share this feeling with her children too. Yes, I would say, I am a bit partial to my four seasons and with autumn here, there is no denying why.
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About the Author
Fran Hafey is a Healer, Writer, Spiritual Counselor, Consultant & Earth, human & animal activist who lives in the Virginia woods & mountains near the Shenandoah Valley. She provides guidance & inspiration via her Website, groups, blogs, Messenger on the Internet. To read more of her articles visit the Author's Website...http://Mystickblue.com orhttp://groups.yahoo.com/group/SpiritualPathways/join
She's currently working on publishing her books, her first one, "Seasons of Love," a book of inspirational stories, quotes, motivation & poetry. She also writes stories about nature & for children of all ages. Please contact Fran if you would like to speak to her about attending a function or workshop you may be having. Thank you.
Rustling leaves swirling by
North winds caressing in the night
Pumpkins, gourds and drying corn
Comforting scents on an Autumn morn.
~Fran Hafey/Mysti~