Normally fall is my most favorite time of the year. The air grows crisp and fresh. There is usually a gentle breeze in the air. The intensity of the sunlight changes, and with the onset of fall normally brings nature’s most beautiful display of fall colors. The trees aligning my street and the lake turn into a tapestry of colors – from scarlet reds, to golden yellows, pumpkin oranges and burnt browns. It is nature’s reward and treat before a long, cold winter begins.
Yet this year everything is different. Minnesota as well as most of the Midwest is suffering one of the worst draughts in history. Farmers have suffered. Our apples are gone. The grass is yellowing. And worst of all, the leaves are dying and falling to the ground, shriveled up and unturned.
It is disappointing yet at least we have had the third warmest summer on record. It was beautiful, warm and wonderful. Yet a part of me grows ever more concerned about global climate change and the impact it is having on our mother earth. Yes, it was nice to have a warm summer but no it is not so nice to have shriveled up leaves, a dry creek, low lake levels and a terrible corn crop. What impact will this have on food prices? How will people around the world be effected?
Questions to ponder on for the rest of the day.
In the meantime, here are a few of my favorite things about fall….
Learning how to ride a bike without training wheels
A ride around the lake
A view of the fall colors that are just starting to change
A visit to the park
And a big smile from my lovely daughter Sophia! (Sorry Max…but he and dad were in the car driving home from Madison, Wisconsin).
This post is in response to Jakesprinter’s Sunday Post: Autumn. To read more entries, click here.