"Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day."
~ AA Milne ~
Somehow, over the years, I have come to think of fall as something that is here and gone in a flash- maybe because that's how it seemed when I was living in more Northern Climes. But here in Virginia, it's a long, slow, lingering process. It's gracious and subtle. While some trees are empty of leaves, others are still green, and those that seem to have reached their peak peak further as the days carry on. It requires care to see the subtleties, but they are there, and feed the spirit.
And all of life, like the fall in Virginia, is a process; not "here and gone in a flash," but slowly and subtly shifting in a way that is smooth and easy. Nature is like that, and, much as we may think differently, so are we.
I accept the pace of Nature.
