adulthood, the bane of ages... literally. the age of fall - a new season, the leaves fall, the birds fly south, the hibernation of many species. the beginning of winter brings the death of plants, but the birth of a new season. many things will live and love again, for other things it is the end of a season.
i've been thinking about new beginnings. fall is usually (at least in MN) a time of loss, time for things to return to the ground that they came from. but fall, beloved by many a minnesotan, is also a time for a refreshing start. me? i don't love fall because it means cold. i am a freezebaby by nature, cold is evil and warmth is god, but for once, i feel that fall is a season of purpose... not something to be taken lightly, but instead something to be valued.
i have hope, hope for a life unknown and the heart of what is to come. maybe it's an unnaturally warm october, maybe it's the beauty of a lying in the sun when it really should be too cold to even be outside without a jacket - or maybe, just maybe, this whole whole warmth thing is comin' from the inside, not the outside...
alright fall - let's do this!
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