The first deep blue day of the year

The first scent of autumn blew through town today. Last night I fell asleep on top of the blankets, and woke up early to the chill of the first autumn breeze. Even though autumn is my favorite season, I have a feeling of eminent loss. It isn't really the losing the leaves from the trees and the bareness of winter; it is the loss of another year.

I hadn't really seen the leaves fall off the tress until my first semester in college, and I loved it. I saw winter as a time to be bare like the trees, to strip one's life of all but the essentials. That's great, and I wish I had time for it this year. The reason to strip oneself for winter is to be prepared for spring; for rebirth and more growth. The trees have to suck up all the nutrients from the leaves and preserve themselves for awhile. Leaves are for productivity and growth, so they are irrelevant in the winter.

So, this winter I will see what it's like to be an evergreen. This winter I want to work hard, since I have this new idea and all.