Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Third Season Of The Declining Equinox

Autumpne, Authum, Autome, Autumn ... call it as you wish for we don't even know where it came from. It has a definite calendar time, but that matters little; what matters is when it feels like autumn.

...The warm days when there is just a twinge of cool air and you say, "Think I'll need a jacket this morning," when it seems as if the late-afternoon shadows are just a bit longer.

It's autumn, or just about, when you see back-to-school sales in the stores. when the Sunday color inserts have clothing items instead of lawn-care products and your neighbors are going to the Shore for the Labor Day weekend. Where I grew up, it was when the summer people closed up their cottages for the year.

Autumn's coming when your mindset has swung around like a compass and, instead of facing "swimming pool fun," is facing "one last grass cutting."

In the earlier days of television, when summer replacement shows like "Mike Stokey's Pantomime Quiz," which was on every network at one time or another, let us know at its end that autumn had arrived.

The state of mind is upon us, this third season of the declining equinox. Where the pool cover was, we put the lawnmower; the outdoor grill will fit in the spot where the snow blower has sat idle.

4 Comments:

Anonymous ruthc said...

I sit on the couch in front of the south-facing window. All year long I watch where the sun sets in the sky---moving ever-so slightly further north, then south again as the year progresses.
I know autumn is rapidly approaching when the sun returns to the edge of the roof diagonally across the street.

August 23, 2006 4:24 PM  
Blogger Gort said...

Why do you put the grill away? One of my favorite things to do is BBQ in a snow storm.

August 24, 2006 1:42 AM  
Anonymous ruthc said...

One of my favorite things to do is BBQ in a snow storm.
LOL! The number of times I stood there, boots on feet, umbrella in one hand, flashlight in the other as my husband grilled in the dead of winter!
Somehow the food always tasted better then.

August 24, 2006 10:09 AM  
Blogger Tom Carten said...

Back at my mother's house, we had a roofed (only) terrace and the grill stayed there, covered, good weather or bad. Many a winter's afternoon I grilled supper there.

August 24, 2006 10:37 AM  

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