Monday, December 14, 2009
The season of the leaves is almost done. There are still a few trees with leaves hanging on for dear life, but mostly the sky has opened, even on streets that have the densest leaf canopy during the summer.
Now the land land will quiet down, settle into itself for the winter.
I know it's strange, but I think the colorless landscape of winter is every bit as beautiful as the lushness of summer. Sometimes it's kind of a relief not to have to encounter the powerful life force that infuses this swamp in spring and summer, and even into late fall. Winter is a modest season in the midatlantic, modest and beautiful.
From now until March, the bugs are gone, the flowers are gone, the leaves have fallen. All is quiet and subtle, except Brother Wind, of course. It's not winter solstice, but winter is here. Nice!!