channeling Rip Van Winkle

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

I know that Rip Van Winkle fell asleep on a mountain and slept twenty years, but I am beginning to feel like I may have missed something. 

Last night when I fell asleep it was August. The cicadas were singing, the lightning bugs were still lighting the evening, and the air was warm and redolent with the smells of summer. 

This morning, on my walk, I noticed a subtle change. The light was softer and I found this,

and I wonder where summer has gone.

When summer’s night is nighing
And skies at evening cloud,
I muse on change and fortune
And all the feats I vowed

By AE Housman

The end of summer brings on a certain melancholy. A knowing that as the seasons change so do we. In winter I long for the summer days. The days of being carefree. The days that seem to last forever. The days of childhood. 

But I know, that just as we can't stop the seasons from changing, we can't stop the inevitable changes in our lives. If we are lucky, we grow older and all the seasons of our lives combine into a wisdom that enriches us and those around us.

So although I will cling to the days of summer a bit longer, I will also look forward to the days ahead and the changes they bring, and be happy that I have only slept one night, not twenty years. 



  1. Your images are and words are such lovely poetry, my friend.
    Here's to more sweet dreams, day and night!

    1. whoops! images AND words!
      (so much for my early morning notes...)

  2. Beautiful photos and narrative.

    You are so very right, if we are lucky we grow older!

  3. I know just how you feel. Labor Day Weekend is THIS weekend. I know I have been busy the past few months coordinating this move but WOW ~ time warp! Let's kick back and savor each moment because before we know it, Santa will be coming down the chimney.

    Big Texas Hugs,
    Susan and Bentley

  4. Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
    I did not come by - I did not see this post - and I most certainly didn't see a photo of leaves turning colors!!!

  5. Your walks are always so lovely and I can tell they are important to you!

  6. Your photos of the coming fall are beautiful! Fall weather is still a little further away here in the south.

  7. Fall is my favorite time of year but I'm not ready for it yet. It seems like summer went by way too fast and I didn't get a chance to enjoy it as much as usual. Hoping for a nice long fall.

  8. I love summer but even I admit that I'm tired of the heat wave that's been rolling through Chicago. I'm ready for fall.

  9. You have such a nice way with words! Your posts are always so thought provoking. You're absolutely right. The seasons changing gives us time to reflect on our past and what may lie ahead. It's like we're standing at the fork in the road.

  10. You are so right, Laura. I find the aging process subtle, too, slowing down a bit- a new wrinkle here-hair changing color there-and then one day we look in the mirror and are really quite different than our perception of ourselves. Life really is a journey- xo Diana

  11. Laura,
    This line from you made me pause to read it again.

    "If we are lucky, we grow older and all the seasons of our lives combine into a wisdom that enriches us and those around us."

    I love that line, sure makes me stop to think.
    Have a blessed evening!

  12. Beautiful post and inspiring thoughts! I haven't seen any difference in the leaves here yet.

  13. Hi Laura....I am longing to savor the sweetness of summer a bit longer, too. Fall is spectacular but tinged with melancholy. Today I saw some coloring on trees and didn't want to acknowledge it! Not just yet. Susan

  14. I haven't seen any signs of fall like this!

  15. That last photo is a work of art!!!
    I love the colors of Fall -- but I dread the cold, gray days ahead.

  16. Your photos and writing are both lovely! And the Housman poetry captures the feeling perfectly! Thanks!


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