I remember hearing a Harry Reasoner commentary many years ago where he said "Labor day was like a new, new year." His logic was that everything sort of stars over then.
Well, he was right that with summer ending there is a kind of final lap of the year, but as I got older, raised daughters, discovered more home owner chores and lived in the country I found that fall is something different than Reasoner's idea.
As my friend Frank now does, I put up wood for the winter and put Hatteras shutters on a screened porch, and styrofoam around foundation, basement and/or crawl space openings. And I got out the snow shovel.Each step along the path toward winter reminded me, the summer party is over, the beach is closed.
A lot about this time of year is an homage to waiting. Maybe some fitness or travel dreams are put on the shelf until next year as we go about preparing for the oncoming end of the year holidays, a distant patch of light.
Again, my friend Frank had a "wisdom" about the time from Thanksgiving to the New Year. He said "nothing gets done."
At the time he and I were journalists who were looking to improve our lot by developing and producing a television series. I can't begin to tell you how many times I have quoted him over the years.
But I've also learned there is a special quality to fall. It seems to be a natural frame for reflection, gathering with family and friends, contemplating a kind of intellectual or spiritual pre winter-hibernation preparation.
Putting up wood, winterizing, cleaning a garden and the like are all cues for a recognition that we have about completed another circuit of the sun. But the older we get, the more quickly the beach seems to open again. Even our waiting seems to fly by.
THE WEEKENDER VIDEO
Please take six minutes to see this
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See you down the trail.