“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.”
The older I get in life the wiser the above words from the old testament of the bible seem to me. And the older I get I realise that this includes there is a time for seasons. When I was younger my favourite time was spring and summer period. I had no time for autumn and certainly no time for winter. But as I get older I have a greater appreciation of the seasons and my current muse (though I have thought this before) is that we humans need each season as they come along which is why there are four seasons.
Spring and summer are still my favourite seasons but I have a great fondness now for Autumn. And Winter? It’s still my least favourite season and I do struggle especially when we get weeks of barely no sunlight and the world is perpetually grey but there are aspects that I like and I do try over the winter season to look for them which helps me through the season. If I am honest though I don’t like late summer it reminds me in a way of my feelings about late winter I want it to go away and the new season to begin. There is part of me which despises these feelings as I know I will long shortly for the heat of the sun and the blue of a Hebrides summer day. But by late summer you know it’s all coming to an end. Even on a hot day and we have been lucky this year to have many of these the evenings are already drawing in and you can’t sit in the garden and put the world to rights as the sky slowly darkens. Its dark by 9pm. Even when I attempt to I get eaten by bugs. Late summer also brings my pet hate wasps. During early summer wasps are not seen. Then they are too busy also enjoying the summer to bother us. But my late summer they are dying and know it and intent on bringing as much pain as possible before they finally depart this world and I quite frankly hate them. They spoil late summer picnics. Walks. They even seem to manage to get into all corners of the house and I am either screaming as they dive for me or armed with a magazine intent on wasp kill.
It all makes Autumn very appealing. Especially when it is such a beautiful season with its glorious red, orange and golden colours and its rich harvest of bounty. You go from wanting fresh salads and fruit to wanting more comfort food and it draws me back into the house. Though if it’s still sunny I have a strict rule that you need to be outside which I have learnt is a good policy for British summers that way you don’t miss the good days. But by now and especially this year with such a great summer I have neglected the house and its starting to show. I have written my to do list for the Autumn and Winter of what needs done in the house and I want to get on with it. Although I love summer clothes there is now a part of me which is looking forward to wearing and seeing old Autumn and Winter favourites including my boots.
So this morning whereas a couple of weeks ago I would have been down in the dumps at an overcast windy day especially on a weekend I actually greeted it with joy. I sought out my long jeans, jumper and wellies with a smile on my face. I enjoyed my walk as I saw the trees starting to turn colour. Then I enjoyed even more coming home changing back into my pyjamas and going back to bed with a book and a coffee. No reason to feel guilty no reason to be outside. I have enjoyed indoor chores which over summer I do with a scowl. I have prepared goodies from garden produce including courgette cake from our plants that never seem to stop giving. My role for Sunday dinner is pudding chef so tonight its plums slowly roasted with cinnamon and sugar served with raspberry sauce and ice cream. Husband is cooking roast chicken we haven’t had roast chicken traditionally served for months and I am really looking forward to it. The weather outside is feeling autumnal and I am in the mood for some autumnal food.
As I have spent the day musing on this its made me think perhaps there are reasons for not liking late summer its the human body conditioning you for the season ahead. As the wise person in Ecclesiastes said “There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens.”