A September Afternoon Musing

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It is a blazing hot September afternoon, and though I can't complain with the warm sunshine smiling down on me, I must say I am eagerly looking forward to the deliciously crisp and chilly days of Fall!

Autumn is ever approaching, sneaking up as we are busy in our schoolbooks and studies.

A faint orange flush is rising on an oak's leaves, and a slight tingle of scarlet and brown are kissing other trees around me. Fall is drawing nigh.

Though the trees are putting on their gowns ablaze with color before the last ball of the season, and many plants are bidding us a last farewell before winter is upon us, a few plants are alive and thriving with all their glory, like the zinnia patch in our garden, which delights the eye in its vivid pinks, reds, oranges, and yellows.

But what fascinates me is that the apple tree is blossoming right now.

To be sure, it bloomed this spring and gave us its fruit almost two months ago, but now, when most plants are withering away, it is alive and beautiful.

The fragrance of its sweet pink and white blossoms are beyond the imagination!

Not only that, but the two wild cherry trees in our backyard, who are the first to blossom in the spring and the first to lose their leaves in the fall, are, even as the last leaves brown and float away on a breeze, blossoming again.

Tiny bouquets of lovely snow-white flowers are sprinkled here and there on both trees.

Even as summer is passing away, even as this summer of our lives is dying, as school has begun and our sunshine-filled days are coming to an end, we too, can blossom gently into this autumn season.

There is rush and stress as school starts, and our day-to-day structure returns. New decisions, choices, paths in life that require some getting used to.

I invite you to blossom, flourish and enjoy this season, in whatever position you are in right now, whether that be student, employee, mother, or one of the many other stations in life.

And also - new beginnings don't have to wait until New Year, or when spring returns!

"Every day is a fresh beginning, listen my soul to that glad refrain." (From Susan Coolidge's poem New Every Morning.)

May you be encouraged right now to blossom and flourish like my apple tree and wild cherry trees this season, not matter what season it is for you.

God bless your season and may He bless this autumn for all of us!

🩷 Leah Beth