by Brad Nelson 9/21/16
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.
Brad is editor and chief disorganizer of StubbornThings.
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