Intimations Of Autumn

It's sunny...blue skied...and good temperatured this morning...but it is mid-August...and the trees outside my morning
coffee place...are carrying a warning about the turning of the seasons soon to take place...with patches of brownish red
leaves appearing between their green. I grew up near the equator where there are only two seasons...rainy and dry...and no
massive changes in temperature and what falls from the sky...so...perhaps I might be a bit more conscious of the changes of
the seasons in Canada. I have grown to like the seasons of the North...perhaps they help you not to take the fine days for
granted...offer a changing background to your life...and give you seasons to look forward to...like spring...my favourite and
likely that of most people...after winter's restrictions. Why is it that the first intimations of autumn...even on a beautiful day like today...bring a whisper of sadness from somewhere in your being?. Perhaps its about how things come then go...bloom
then fade. You let the feeling flicker through you...then...you turn your face towards... what remains of summer...and spring...really not so far away...waiting up ahead...in the mists of time...................Quester.