Monday, September 4, 2017

Change of Seasons/ dVerse

You ask about the change of seasons.  Yes, on most days, the sun is just as hot as it was before, sometimes even feels hotter on my skin, but there is a change in the mornings and evenings…the temperature is cooler.  An extra blanket is needed at night.  The colors are brighter, the sky bluer, the most glorious time of the year.  The markets are filled with fall produce.  And I think, the color orange begins to appear everywhere, on mountain sides as the trees don their new fall apparel.  Pumpkins stacked by the roadside.  The sunsets a brilliant orange.  I am not sure about the scientific explanation of why this is so.  But I am sure it has to do with the sun and the moon, the stars in the sky, our path around the sun, and every heart that beats.



I am in the autumn of my life, each day passing more quickly than the day before.  And soon all colors will fade, and the white of snow will take its place.  Perhaps because I can see the end from here, what is now present is more precious, like glittering rain drops on leaves in the garden.  There is an anticipation of what is to come.  Nothing escapes our notice.  The little colorful birds, seen in spring and summer are migrating south before the winter winds begin to blow.  Here in Northern New Mexico, the tarantulas are seen on the road.  They are all going somewhere?  The hungry coyotes are seen more often in the neighborhoods.  Often a fire in the kiva fireplace is necessary.

I have always loved what is “in between,” like the light coming through the leaves, and what one season brings to the other.  My visual work is about this “change.”  How colors change as the light changes with the seasons.

September 4, 2017

End of summer
Smoke is in the air
Quiet evenings by the fire

   


   

16 comments:

  1. Oh I love what you did here Annell how you weaved it all together with the nature of New Mexico, with the kiwas and how it's mostly in mornings and evenings that you see the changes.

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  2. I loved that you talked about how time changes as we get older and how we notice things differently in the autumn of our lives. A truly lovely piece-this bit was very true- Perhaps because I can see the end from here, what is now present is more precious, like glittering rain drops on leaves in the garden.

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  3. What a resplendently gorgeous haibun and the haiku at the end is so...resplendent. I too have noticed a preponderance of orange and unfortunately, inundation of pumpkin pie spice. Your artist's eye makes a perfect frame for all things visual and your age makes it a perfect frame for life and nature going past. I too feel the future moving up too fast.

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  4. Evocative and full of meaning. Such a present moment write. Loved it.

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  5. The "filtered light" of the image, pumpkin orange, sun yellow and red. Perfect!

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  6. I agree that the colour orange has started to appear everywhere, although we don't have any mountains here, but the trees will make up for that. I also agree that days pass quicker as we get older and we notice all the little details, 'like glittering rain drops on leaves in the garden'.

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  7. I love the vivid visual images in your haibun and that sense of time passing more quickly in the autumn of our own lives - a wonderful write :o)

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  8. My daughter, who lives in Oregon and is still sweltering in 100 degree weather, would love some of your cool and crisp air! Here we are still enjoying summer's last gasp, and wonderful sunny days. Like you, with advancing years one tends to appreciate each season all the more!

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  9. I love this Annell.
    I too am in the autumn of my life and things appear more sharper. I cannot recall images of memory being so photographic as they are now. It is as if memory is more keener and I don't understand why...
    Anna :o]

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  10. So beautifully written, Annell. Slow down and appreciate, is my motto in these older years.

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  11. Beautiful reflections...specially on the autumn of your life ~ The present is always precious ~

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  12. Beautifully written. There is a touch of sadness and joy in it all. All ending together by the fire.

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  13. The picture you paint is so inviting. May I pull up a chair and join you by the fire?

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  14. Nice description of the subtle changes underlying the sameness. I've seen tarantulas only a few times in my life. I didn't know they like a special time in the year to be on the road, but I know nothing about them. I wonder where they are going as well.

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  15. Beautiful, Annell. I, too, love the orange-ing of mountains and trees, and always love the grinning pumpkins alongside the road. Here, the heat is hotter than usual for a coastal village and it is lasting so long.........in Port yesterday it was 40 degrees celsius which is way too hot. Wildfires are still burning and we long for the fall rain.

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  16. I like how the two paragraphs turn a bit one on orange the other the autumn of life... and I'm intrigued by the tarantulas on the road!

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