Today is the first day of fall…autumn…or as used to be called in the 1300’s—harvest because it was the time for gathering the mature crops. Autumn became a popular term in English writing and stuck. But by the mid-1800’s, the word “fall” became popular to refer to the season when the leaves are falling.
The leaves along Dunning Creek have begun to fall and drift away. Some old timers say it will be an early fall, because the leaves are beginning to change color. I’ve always loved the season fall. It’s a peaceful time in nature—even the leaves fall gracefully and slowly to the ground. I love apple picking, pumpkin pies, a quilt tucked under my chin at night, and even the electric fireplace gives our cabin a cozy feeling.
But fall isn’t for everyone. A report written by Elaine Aron, PhD, in The Highly Sensitive Person indicates sensitive people experience more anxiety during early fall, because it’s the season of change. Schools go back into session, the slower-paced summer routines are over, and people tend to begin to settle in with new jobs, houses, etc.
Many people see fall as the precurser to winter. That alone makes me anxious, too, and the reason I’ll be returning to Arizona before the last leaf falls on Dunning Creek.
Thank you, Lord, for the beauty of each season. Amen.