Thursday, October 28, 2010
An old soul
I find it such an interesting phenomenon....how does a change in the seasons especially the shift from summer to winter invoke such a strong sense of communion with the rhythms of the natural world? I have essentially been raised a city girl, with exception to a small amount of time spent in the country during my childhood....why would I feel such an urgency regarding getting ready for the winter times ahead? It's not like I have to put food away to survive the winter. I do what I can as far as preserving the small harvest we are lucky enough to reap on our tiny city lot. Yet I feel a pull that I can't quite put my finger on. I want to enjoy the times of hearing the wind blow the leaves and watch the geese begin their annual trip to more sounthern climates. It feels special to be able to do those things.....if I close my eyes I could be living 100 years ago and the same things would be happening right now.