And just like that…

Overnight, poof! In the snap of a finger, the snap of a leafless twig, a season has departed.

We walked home from the Upper East Side late night before last, the pavement dark but glistening from the day’s drizzle. It was warm, almost 70 degrees, warm enough to dally; we stopped and chatted a long while with a carriage driver and fed carrots to his horse.

This morning, 40 degrees! Whipping wind, not just brisk but cold! Time to be serious about coats, scarves, gloves. Time to say goodbye to the russets and golds of autumn. Time to put our heads down and be brave in greeting the leaden pre-winter.

I am inconsolable. It’s not the cold, it’s the sense of loss. Fall used to be my favorite season. But now I am old and I have begun to understand all too well how fleeting, how achingly ephemeral are the beauty of summer and autumn, of youth, of cheer. It will all turn gray and we must be brave.

Farewell to another golden season.






“And the colors are much brighter now

It’s like they really want to tell the truth

we give our testimony to the end of the summer

It’s the end of the summer,

You can spin the light to gold.” 

— Dar Williams/”End of the Summer”

About polloplayer

Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.
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6 Responses to And just like that…

  1. citymama says:

    Fall is so fleeting! Was just discussing this the other day with friends. If you blink, you miss it.

  2. Cat says:

    Autumn is my favorite!

    Sent from my iPhone


  3. Dad4Gracie says:

    Loved the photos and the words at the end. Many many years ago, I bought a Dar Williams CD. Now I have a good reason to go and clean out the garage. Must find that and relive some memories. Thank you!

  4. Hay, Katherine, M says:

    On the positive side – how wonderful to have experienced such beauty that it’s now something to mourn. Not all are so blessed.

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