Three More Hours of Summer- Early Bird Fall Equinox
Quote de jour
"Seasons change and so do I..."
~Burton Cummings
I woke up this morning with an old Guess Who song "No Time" in head. Music often fills the murky transition between dreams, sleep and waking for me. Since I believe there are no accidents, but perfectly woven webs of synchronicity, I had to find the song lyrics in search of clues, and found this on Youtube.( How did we ever survive before Youtube?) This being the first day of autumn, it's fitting. Perhaps there is a message for you. Summer waves good-bye at 5:18 PM EST. Enjoy the time left. Tempus fugit and all that...
There is a maple tree nearby which has already peaked in a fiery blaze. It stands out because it's the only one in a sea of green. It does this every year in early bird haste. By the time the other trees catch up, it's bare. Timing is everything but whose timing? Sometimes being an early bird is called for, but sometimes being a late bloomer is the right timing. We live in a state of rushed, accelerated time, but God or nature or whatever you believe, has its own innate timing. Where ever you are, know that it's the right
timing for you.
"Seasons change and so do I..."
~Burton Cummings
I woke up this morning with an old Guess Who song "No Time" in head. Music often fills the murky transition between dreams, sleep and waking for me. Since I believe there are no accidents, but perfectly woven webs of synchronicity, I had to find the song lyrics in search of clues, and found this on Youtube.( How did we ever survive before Youtube?) This being the first day of autumn, it's fitting. Perhaps there is a message for you. Summer waves good-bye at 5:18 PM EST. Enjoy the time left. Tempus fugit and all that...
There is a maple tree nearby which has already peaked in a fiery blaze. It stands out because it's the only one in a sea of green. It does this every year in early bird haste. By the time the other trees catch up, it's bare. Timing is everything but whose timing? Sometimes being an early bird is called for, but sometimes being a late bloomer is the right timing. We live in a state of rushed, accelerated time, but God or nature or whatever you believe, has its own innate timing. Where ever you are, know that it's the right
Posted by Layla Morgan Wilde at 9/22/2009 1:00 PM 
Categories: Nature, Westchester County, Holiday, Westchester Wednesdays, Photography
Tags: No Time The Guess Who Fall Equinox
Categories: Nature, Westchester County, Holiday, Westchester Wednesdays, Photography
Tags: No Time The Guess Who Fall Equinox
i am not ready, but I am always committed to pushing forward in life, no matter how I feeling about the present.
So with that in mind, I welcome fall with open arms, seeing as it is my fave season.
It is my own fault I am not ready to say goodbye to summer.
It was too cold, then just right, then too hot, then I left and now it is too cold again.
I need to write out of doors. That would mean a laptop. Good words to type
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This year does feels different. Summer felt shorter(at least for some of us) with the odd weather patterns. good idea. I can see you typing outside with falling leaves all around you.
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Wise words.
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Gorgeous. Here's to fruitful new season.
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