The Flux of Autumn Love

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One thing I've come to realize about myself is, how much I am affected by the seasons.   Am I stating the obvious?  I believe that some of us are much more affected by the change of season than others.

I first noticed the influence of the seasons on my moods in my first year of college, while attending Brockport University in upstate NY (8 hours north of the city).  The seasons were brilliantly different and so very extreme, colorful and magical.  At night the sky would seem to hang just above the treetops.  Most nights one could hardly see the sky it was so filled with stars.  It was as though  you could touch the sky and tug at the stars, if you just had a ladder.I also lived in Miami for almost a year in the late '70's.  The fact that I actually missed the change of the seasons in Miami, floored me.  The same weather month in and month out, though nice and warm, got to be a bit boring.  The only changes were the torrential rains.But I digress, my point is the impact of the changing seasons on my mood never ceases to amaze me; this is especially true of autumn.  The conflicting feelings that autumn evokes,  puts me in a state of emotional flux.What I love about early autumn is the temperate nature of it not being too hot or too cold; kind of feeling just right.  Like all seasons, autumn is a great time to be in love.  You can go on long walks, go apple picking, or head out on a road trip to view the brilliant display of color of the fall foliage. It's a great time to snuggle up and taste some exotic teas, take long baths or lay around and read a great book,  magazines or the Times or just "sleep in".  And autumn always seems like a great time to get back get back to your art project(s).I am also sadden by autumn, because there are those times when the wind whips up, the air gets damp and cool, and you're reminded of the inevitable cold of late autumn and the winter that will proceed.  Not to mention that income/business always slows down in the fall.  The garden begins to dry up and the flowers look spent...I'm remembering though, that being "Present" can help with those depressing thoughts.  I must remember that; to just be here with the here and now. Right now it's not too cold and it's not too hot.  It's beautiful outside, I have some beautiful fall flowers in the garden, that autumn crispness is in the air and I'm gearing up for a road trip to see the colors on display.  Ahhh the wonders of fall...[/fusion_text][/fusion_builder_column][/fusion_builder_row][/fusion_builder_container]

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