October Transitions

Carol A. Hand

October is a time of transitions

Sorrow and joy interwoven in memories

of celebrating a dear daughter’s birth

and grieving a beloved mother’s death

A time when the green ash tree turns gold

and glows vibrantly in the afternoon sun

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Green Ash Tree Turned Golden – October 23, 2017

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A time when late-blooming flowers

Add grace and color to leaf-sprinkled gardens

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Late-blooming African Daisies – October 23, 2017
Late-blooming African Daisies – October 23, 2017
Late-blooming African Daisies – October 23, 2017
Tiny-blue Flowers (?) in Mixed Wildflower Garden – October 23, 2017

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October’s transitions memorialized in photos

to remind me of blooms and golden glow

just before the first northcountry snow

now blanketing the earth in winter white

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Morning Snow – October 27, 2013
Morning Snow – October 27, 2013
Morning Snow – October 27, 2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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No doubt the morning snow will melt soon

before “real” winter settles in to stay for a while

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27 thoughts on “October Transitions”

  1. Lovely photos & impressive colours, dear Carol! By the way, does Quennie pay attention to snow? Gregory has never understood what it was. He were very surprised whenever he saw snowflakes. 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much for your thoughtful, lovely comments, Maria. In answer to your question about Queenie noticing snow, I have to admit I don’t know if he notices it. He does have windows he can look out of to see the front yard. I can certainly bring some snow inside in my hand and see how he responds. 🙂

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      1. Thank you, dear Carol! Really, do. It would be curious to see his reaction. I’ve dreamt with you few nights ago. It was a pleasant dream. 🙂 By the way, I would like to send you a Christmas card by post. Could I? If yes, then to what address (email it to me, please). 🙂

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  2. Beautiful reflection, Carol ❤ Autumn is indeed a glorious reminder of the transitions in life. We are born, bloom, wither, and die. For those of us who are fortunate to live a full human lifespan, the autumn of our years can be a time to "[glow] vibrantly in the afternoon sun." To glow again with the beauty of springtime requires letting go of the hurts and anger.

    By the way, your first line, "October is a time of transition," is also of special significance for me. We arrived at LAX on the morning of October 9th. That year, winter came early for me.

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    1. Thank you for sharing such wise, poetic reflections about autumn, Rosaliene – “To glow again with the beauty of springtime requires letting go of the hurts and anger.”

      Thank you for mentioning the significance of October for you. Your comments intrigue me and I’d love to know more about your initial arrival insights and experiences. ❤

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  8. Wonderful photos, tis is season of sorrow over here so your post uplifted my spirits just as the doctor ordered!
    Thank you for being part of my virtual world and spreading healing to us all ❤

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words, Saadia. It is always a gift to hear from you and to learn from your posts. I, too, am grateful that we became friends in the virtual world.

      I am deeply sorry to hear that it’s a season of sorrow in Pakistan and so many places around the globe. I send my best wishes and thank you for the important work you do to raise awareness and encourage socially just alternatives. ❤

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  12. Love your photos with your words-they just flow along perfectly…..I love your post, but I am not wanting to say good-bye….want to hold on to this year and fighting the changing view……..maybe I’m just getting older and wanting to make it last longer:-)

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    1. Robbie, it’s always a gift to hear from you. Thank you so much for sharing your poignant reflections about the coming winter. It does seem as though summer and fall flew by too quickly this year, doesn’t it? I have loved winter all of my life, but as I age, the dark and cold are increasingly difficult to bear. Still, I love the scent of new fallen snow and the sight of a sparkling blanket of white covering the earth. But winter here often lasts a loooong time. 🙂

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