Autumn Inferred

photo by Kim Rockdale of St. Anne’s Church steeple, Parksville, Vancouver Island

Autumn begins to be inferred
By millinery of the cloud,
Or deeper color in the shawl
That wraps the everlasting hill.
~Emily Dickinson in “Summer Begins to Have the Look”

Summer is waning and wistful;  it has the look of packing up, and moving on without bidding adieu or looking back over its shoulder.  Cooling winds have carried in darkening clouds with a hint of spit from the sky as I gaze upward to see (and smell) the change.  Rain is long overdue yet there is temptation to bargain for a little more time.  Though we are in need of a good drenching there are still onions and potatoes to pull from the ground, berries to pick before they mold on the vine, tomatoes not yet ripened, corn cobs just too skinny to pick.  I’m just not ready to wave goodbye to sun-soaked clear skies.

The overhead overcast is heavily burdened with clues of what is coming: earlier dusk, the feel of moisture, the deepening graying hues, the briskness of breezes.  There is no negotiation possible.   I need to steel myself and get ready, wrapping myself in the soft shawl of inevitability.

So autumn advances with the clouds, taking up residence where summer has left off.  Though there is still clean up of the overabundance left behind, autumn will bring its own unique plans for display of a delicious palette of hues.

The truth is we’ve seen nothing yet.

photo by Nate Gibson
a September dawn on the farm

6 thoughts on “Autumn Inferred

  1. ah the wistful backward glance that we hope summer will give us but instead steadily it marches forward leaving place for autumn…it is a bittersweet time of year…you express my sentiments with words etched with beautiful hues…thank you

  2. A beautiful post. I feel blessed to have found you and your blog. I hope to spend more time reading your writing.
    I feel fall coming also. I am an unabashed lover of all things summer…. but I always feel excitement at this particular change of season.

    Blessings,
    Kara

  3. Oh Emily, we also feel the change coming……we’ve been knocking the almonds, now up to 70 sacks and should have them to the processors by Friday. I do look forward to the change in season, but prayerfully want to get the almonds and walnuts harvested before the rains. The wind is blowing quite a bit now, and it’s going to be much cooler in the morning. we have 3 grandkids and the parents staying with us this week, so the extra hands in gleaning the ground is so appreciated. The children were surprised how hard it is to knock the nuts off the trees, how heavy those poles are and tiring to drag the sheets with the fallen nuts on them.
    The walnuts aren’t ready for another month, so prayerfully we have a clean crop. Once we get those cold mornings, the outer husks crack and the nuts start drying. Then we’ll get 6 of the old grandchildren out to help pick them, $1.00 a bucket. These harvesting days are good moments to talk about jobs, education, their future and just appreciation for getting grounded to the earth.
    I really enjoy your posts……they bring so much graditude to my mind. Thanks for letting me share.
    God bless you and your family,
    Laura

  4. Oops, I meant older grandchildren. Also, I know we don’t have the snow and such a huge difference in our seasons, but I do enjoy the days being shorter so I can get more of the quilting and inside things caught up. :o)

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