Sealed with a Fall Equinox

by Brad Nelson9/21/16

First, let’s let Bobby Vinton (or it it Jason Donovan?) set up this next segment with a rendition of Sealed with a Kiss whose primary thought is “Though we’ve got to say goodbye for the summer.” It’s a romantic song.

And who doesn’t have a touch of romance for the warmth, joy, and light of summer? An old friend is waning again. Perhaps we should think about that and appreciate it. We now live in such a climate-controlled culture, we make great self-conscious attempts to “get out in the great outdoors” and usually end up in turning nature into a cliche.

Mankind used to be very tied into the seasons. He would celebrate the coming of spring and of renewed life and then have all kinds of rituals and voodoo for the darkening days of fall and winter — some, of course, whose purpose was to make sure the sun would not vanish altogether and would return.

I do think the sun will return. But let us bid it adieu for now and start thinking about pumpkins and the changing color of the leaves. Nature’s death can be as spectacular and beautiful as her rebirth. And let’s give thanks to, and some remembrance of, those long, warm, wonderful days of summer which officially end September 22, 10:21 A.M EDT.

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I like books, nature, politics, old movies, Ronald Reagan (you get sort of a three-fer with that one), and the founding ideals of this country. We are the Shining City on the Hill — or ought to be. However, our land has been poisoned by Utopian aspirations and feel-good bromides. Both have replaced wisdom and facts.
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24 Responses to Sealed with a Fall Equinox

  1. Timothy Lane says:

    Well, summer may end tomorrow, but the Louisville weather doesn’t quite agree. But I hope temperatures (and humidity) will be more reasonable soon.

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      Global warming is obviously a regional thing despite the “global” label.

      Here on the Left Coast in the other liberal Washington, we are experiencing sunny weather. But the nip is in the air. Even yesterday afternoon, with the sun shinning all day and temperatures ranging into the “warm,” it became immediately chilly if you drove your car into a shady part of the road.

      So what we have coming is either fall or global cooling. I’ll wait until Algore decides on that. And it’s such a beautiful time in the Pacific Northwest because we can watch all the needles in the evergreen trees change from a dark green to perhaps a one-part-in-a-billion darker green.

      Sure, there is maple tree here and there. But honest to god, if you took a picture nearly anywhere, in any direction, you’d be hard-pressed to immediately tell what season it is in the hereabouts.

  2. Anniel says:

    And Equinox in Alaska means darkness and the return of stars, and moonlight and we have had northern lights again already. Snow comes soon, too.

    • Rosalys says:

      I’m green with envy, Annie!

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      You guys get *real* darkness up there. But you do have the cool Northern Lights. I’ve never seen them in person. They say it can dribble this far south in extraordinary circumstances but I’ve never seen those circumstances either. Tell Bear we want some pictures.

      • Timothy Lane says:

        The Army of Northern Virginia once observed the Northern Lights while they were encamped at Fredericksburg after the battle there. (Another notable winter story from the War of the Rebellion is the great snowball fight between different divisions of the Army of Tennessee in Dalton, Georgia.)

  3. Rosalys says:

    Nature doesn’t die, Brad. It sleeps.

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      When autumn comes it’s with a flare
      Red, green, and gold are everywhere
      Nature’s blood is up and zooming
      For a long repose until springtime’s blooming

  4. Lucia says:

    I view fall colors as nature’s fiesta before the “dormant” season. Even robins around here celebrate as they gorge on fermented berries from a certain hardwood tree. They kick up a big ruckus as they stagger around and screech at each other like drunken women at a bachelorette party. This is the month when buzzards whirl around in tight circles higher and higher until they find winds aloft to carry them south. I always wave goodbye and bid them a safe trip, hoping to see them return in March. Already I’ve begun restocking the porch with kindling and firewood. This morning was so chilly I almost started a fire in the woodstove. Yesterday I took down the clothesline and stored it in the shed. Fall chores have begun.

    • Timothy Lane says:

      There’s a moderately nearby forest (Bernheim) noted for its fall colors; people pay to visit it to look at it. I also recall noticing the colors in Hoosier National Forest on the way to Bloomington for a Halloween party, but we haven’t gone in years (I don’t know if they even have it).

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      Lucia, I’ve been noticing in the last week a spurt of new growth in a number of things. This may be due to the nice spate of weather or just keener observation. But there does seem to be a bit of a bash going on, a last fling before the *real* cold sets in…nature’s fiesta, as you deemed it.

      There were some young birds who were robins
      Old berries they’d fill in their noggin
      With buzzards aloft
      Firewood stored in the loft
      Next day the bird’s heads were a-throbbin’

      • Lucia says:

        Y’know, I’ve never noticed if robins act more subdued after their rave. I’ll have to keep an eye out for that.

        • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

          Well, you know what they say about robins…

          A robin will nest
          in a tree or a patch
          She’s dutiful toward
          The brood she would hatch

          But nature ensures
          Not all work and no play
          The berries get ripened
          And Bacchus has his say

  5. Kung Fu Zu Kung Fu Zu says:

    Ain’t no whiff of Fall here. It’s still in the 90’s. And I have to mow the lawn.

  6. pst4usa says:

    This too, shall pass! This is what the advisers to Solomon came up with to inscribe on the ring they gave him, when asked for some words that would keep him from getting to high in good times and too low in bad times. As it is with all things, whether good or bad, warm or cold, it will change. I welcome the change and love the fall, but I find out doors much more welcoming in the fall, winter and spring than the summer. I guess I had enough of summer in AZ to last many life times.

    • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

      So…that makes you a fall guy. Hardy har har.

      Love your perspective, though, on why you like autumn. And a great segue to Solomon. This is what I want, people, creative thoughts, meaningfully and artfully written, with heart and soul, wit and humor, and make your Editor cry as well if you can do poignant. I tear up a little when the cold weather comes and people have to dress up a little and thus HIDE ALL THEIR FRIGGIN’ STUPID TATOOS.

      Sort of gets me right here.

      • Anniel says:

        I see all the piercings and gauges and wonder how they feel when the metal hard freezes at -20F.

        • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

          LOL. That is an implication of the tribal nose hardware and stuff that I had not considered.

          • Lucia says:

            When nose rings were first all the rage, our 19 year old daughter wore one while visiting us in a small rural town where everyone notices a stranger. They also noticed the stud in her nostril and stared more at that than at her lovely face. She was offended at all the attention but I just shrugged. What can you expect when you’re the first one to wear a metal booger?

            • Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

              Metal booger. But then isn’t half the point of wearing outlandish stuff to shock and awe the middle class morons with middle class mores who have middle class notions and keep middle class scores?

              With everyone trashing themselves up like they are, and it having become so common, whatever the heck happened to the Nike slogan, “Just do it” or the Apple slogan “Think Different”? Apparently there is “No Fear” to be just another one of the sheep.

              • Kung Fu Zu Kung Fu Zu says:

                As I have said before, “Never have so many tried being different by being alike.”

              • Timothy Lane says:

                Just think of the scene if Life of Brian in which the crowd of worshippers agrees in unison, “Yes, we are all individuals” (except for one who says after that, “Uhh, I’m not”).

            • Anniel says:

              We have an elderly female relative who was one of the trend setters in her area, so she got a diamond stud in the side of her nose. She has not aged well (putting it mildly) and now she has a diamond amid a veritable sea of wrinkles. Her tats are all wrinkled, too. Not attractive on any front.

              Everything comes with a price. Love the “nose boogers” description, Lucia.

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