Sunday, November 7, 2010

quote for the week.

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; 
we must die to one life before we can enter another.  
~Anatole France

I keep typing out posts, and blogger keeps eating them. It's getting quite frustrating. This post got eaten somewhere between pressing publish and view published post. So here's the cliff notes. 
We are going to be facing quite a few changes here. I'll share them with you soon, but not yet.

I try not to rush the seasons, I am very much aware at how quickly the years can speed by. I try to embrace and savor every season. The scents and sights, the flavors.

That's not always easy. I was cursing our long winter when it snowed (a lot!) on Mothers Day last year, but then soon whining about the heat during our very long and very hot summer. Often enough though, it seems the seasons begin to turn just as I'm longing for the next. When fall began this year, I couldn't imagine wanting it to end. I think the same thing every year, since autumn is by far my favorite time, but this year especially. I was dreading the inevitable and too quick return to winter. We have long winters.

Yet here I am with the last leaf having barely touched the ground, and I'm ready for the snow. I'm ready for snowstorms and sledding and hats and mittens and cocoa and woodstoves and cozy-ing under blankets and slowing down and the silence and calm that winter brings. 

This winter, I'm especially ready for the opportunity to slow down. To nap. To dream and plan. To get ready for all the seasons ahead.


City Sister said...

This fall went by too quickly for me. I think it's because it's the first I haven't had to follow the institutional school pattern. It quickly went from the summer heat to the cold barren pre-winter doldrums around here.

Valkyrie said...

Beautiful! All of it!