Autumn

Halloween is over again for another year. Time to put away the goblins and Frankenstein movies. Begin preparations for the Holidays. Thanksgiving in just about Three weeks and Christmas a month later. For now time to enjoy the Fall. Fall? I have to assume it means the annual falling of the leaves of the decidious trees. Never did research it. For me it has always been a season of Romance. Not the Spring, mans heart lightly turns,blah blah blah. Real Romance.
This is the time people make last preparations for the winter up here in 'da Nort. In Mitch Chee Gon, final canning and preserving are completed. In day of old, root cellars were packed full of roots(This means potatoes,carrots, turnips, rutabaga to city folk),fruit,and canned goods. Cucumbers, beans, tomatoes, corn were harvested from gardens and put up. Spices like parsley, rosemary,dill were dried and stored.
I am fortunate, being born in the 60's, I still got to see good people do this.
My Mom is an expert. My wife also is.
I fear our society has become dependant on industrialized food production.
Not me.
God willing I'm going to fill the freezer with DELICIOUS BUCK MEAT shortly. My boys eat it willingly, and Mrs. Gone prepares it spectactularly.
But back to Autumn.
So many senses excited. The leaves changing,falling. Racing against each other across the road, only to turn and race back. Like school children chasing the man with the ball.
My Bear Cat fluffing out, Cocoa maturing, honing his mousing skills.
Boys hyped up from a bag of loot Oct 31st.
Memories.
Mrs. and I engaged, reading our favorite books on a blanket, under the maples at my parents house. Looking to the future. Vivaldi, Mozart,Respighi,Bach,Holst, music lives in our souls.
The Wooly Caterpillars are on the move. Birds are flocking.
Good time for bonfires and cleaning up the yard.
Longing for a woodland walk with my loved one in a warm sweater.
Apple cider, doughnuts and the occasional adult beverage, bring the season into perspective.
I sometimes feel bad for those who never have experienced a Mitch Chee Gon Autumn.
The toads and frogs and crickets are quieting,shame. Miss their lulabyes.
Mars is beconing, shining bright.
Moon waning in the sky.
Snow soon, for sure.
Time to put away the power washer.And tiller.
Turkey dinners and gifts galore,
Soon to be covering Libby's table and floor,
May God give all of you so much more,
But let not us ever forget our Savior.


In prayers of happiness and health to all my Family and Freinds, everywhere.
I Love You All.