Thanksgiving is here and with it has come a change in the
weather. Some of you might be celebrating the new season and others might be
more like me, and commiserating. Winter isn’t my favourite season and autumn certainly
heralds its arrival. I think that one of the reasons for my attitude is that I
find it more difficult to get around. I have noticed a difference even in these
past two weeks.
In our town there is a paved walking trail beside the river.
In the summer, I am usually able to negotiate this alone and without the aid of
my cane. I stick to the very right side of the trail, and with my partial
vision I can usually distinguish between the grey of the paving and the green
of the grass. I can tell when I veer off the path when my right foot feels the
softness of the grass instead of the hard pavement. In the fall, all this seems
to disappear.
I was quite happy when two weeks ago the leaves on the trees
had changed to a golden splendour. I was not as happy when the first wind
stripped those same leaves from the branches and landed them in thick heaps
along my walking trail. The edges of the path were no longer distinguishable. I
could no longer tell if I was walking on leaves, path or grass. A second wind
has now blown most of the leaves off the trail, but with its own regularity, I know
that winter will soon bring snow.
But...I have titled this post Happy Thanksgiving so I won’t grumble
any more. We will have family with us for the Thanksgiving weekend and I will
cook the traditional turkey. Not everyone can be so fortunate. I am counting my
blessings and wish all of you a happy Thanksgiving however you choose to
celebrate it.
In the picture below I am standing on the walking trail with
a golden haze of autumn leaves in the background.
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| Sue with autumn leaves |
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