Somthing In The Air

There is something in the air.

A feeling of change. It weaves and wafts its way through the air, the sky, the waves of the ocean, and the motion of stars. It is a touch of coolness; a taste of sweetness ; a scent of spices; and the sight of a position change of the sun. Yes, a change is coming and each day we move closer to its purpose. A new beginning! A new season! A joy of relief from the stagnant humid heat of summer! An aviance of gatherings and the warmth of friendships is foretold as the sun lowers itself earlier into the western horizon. Imaginings of the storyteller races to find the tales that will be shared in the glow of companions and the sweet taste of apples in a mug of cider! Behind us the past fades into memories of youth and childhood. In front of us the essence of growth and celebration which comes with rest and relaxation! A cinnamon donut - a cup of cocoa - friends to share with the glow of hope and rebirth! There's something in the air and we are all a part of it; to enjoy or ignore. Me, I'm going to enjoy the sweet, fun times of Autumn! Autumn is my favorite time of the year. Its the beginning of colors and cooler temperatures in the Northern Hemisphere. Autumn is filled with memories and fun. Enjoy the promise it brings and the delight of children as they jump into leaf piles. The following poem is by Robert Frost and with it is an image that takes me back to my childhood and the farm I lived on. Enjoy! The Cow In Apple-Time by Robert Frost Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open gate, And think no more of wall-builders than fools. Her face is flecked with pomace and she drools A cider syrup. Having tasted fruit, She scorns a pasture withering to the root. She runs from tree to tree where lie and sweeten. The windfalls spiked with stubble and worm-eaten. She leaves them bitten when she has to fly. She bellows on a knoll against the sky. Her udder shrivels and the milk goes dry.