On the last day of August walking down the street…I smelled it. The way the sunlight cast shadows on the street, I saw it too. On the second day of September it was unmistakable…fall was in the air. Grey and cool. On Friday fall was even more in the air with the blue sky above, the dew covered grass and the way the angle of sunlight shone through my kitchen window. Today it rained hard in the early morning. I got hot on my late morning walk and had to shed a layer. I love living in Seattle for many reasons but one is the change of seasons. And even just the change of weather in one day. You never know. This fact can piss some people off big time. Understandably, it is nice to know how to dress for a day and how you should move forward with your daily plan. I however, love the surprise and spontaneity in the change from bright and sunny to dark and cool.
The changes of seasons in this city are so perfect for my personality. I need change. The light from the sun and moon depict each season clearly yet every year I am taken by surprise by the way in which I see the light. A moonbeam will shine through a window in the middle of the night and I will be reminded, I am not alone. Driving down the road I will need to grab my sunglasses from the glove box, for the surprising glare of sunshine will blind my vision.
Change is hard for many. We want to hold on to what we have. I get that, but for me, for the most part, change drives me forward. Although summer is wrapping up, the kids start school next week, I am ready for this change. Ready for schedule, structure, some time for me. And most importantly, a new way to see the light.