Susan Vaughan here. All through September I resist the advancing seasons, still hoping for more summer. But by October, I find I enjoy many things about fall. So many other people will write about Halloween, I’m giving it a pass. Here are “a few of my favorite things…”
“The falling leaves drift…” Let’s ignore the raking and clearing of leaves from gutters. Red maple leaves, round golden poplar leaves, bronze oak leave. I love seeing all the colors. And I must still have some of the little kid in me because I enjoy scuffing through the fallen leaves as I walk the dog. They crunch, they swish.
“’Tis the gift to be simple…” That’s me. It’s the simple things that I enjoy in October. Like the purple and lilac wild asters. Two bees were flitting about these flowers but the camera didn’t catch them.
And my neighbor’s field full of milkweed, the pods bursting with seed fluff. The seeds float in the breeze propelled by their parachutes. Alas, this year, the milkweed plants lacked their usual population of monarch butterflies. I’ve read this is a phenomenon throughout North America due to a combination of factors. Storms and drought in the Southwest and Midwest hampered their migration. And changing farming practices have decreased habitat, suppressing the milkweed growth they need. Scientists say it’s too early to know if this decrease in population is a trend or a one-year issue. Sad, either way. Ah, but that’s a downer, when I’m supposed to be upbeat today.
“How much is that doggie…” No, Sasha’s not for sale. But another fave in October is that she’s no longer shedding great clumps of black fur all over the house. She enjoys the new smells along the woods path. I’m thinking she detects lots of wild turkey and deer scents.
“I get misty, just…” Sorry. That was a stretch. I couldn’t find a song featuring geese. Yes, migrating Canada geese and ducks are all around. We woke one foggy morning at camp to see these Canada geese gorging on grasses. There were about two dozen of them, honking and dipping. As the mist lifted, so did they.
“Pumpkin, pumpkin on the ground…” I found this children’s song by Alison, sung to the tune of “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,” and couldn’t resist. Yes, I love pumpkins, not jack-o’-lanterns, but the unadorned kind. We grow two plants that yield usually seven or eight biggish fruits. We decorate the deck and front steps with them. Pumpkins look so cheerful sharing the place with yellow mums and the summer geraniums.
So it seems I am still holding onto summer. Anyone else have fall faves?
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