Art/Architecture Photography Weather/Nature

The Approach of Fall

DSC_0313, originally uploaded by Shirley Buxton.

The image of these boats speaks to me of the closing down of Summer. Our youngsters have donned their school clothes, bought pencils and tablets and lunch pails, and have met their new teachers and learned the names of classmates.

A sliver of nip is in the air, scattered trees show their fall color. Acorns now lose their grip and, with a snap, kerplunk to the ground. Leaves rustle. Apples and pears are up for harvest. Purple grapes burst with wine…

The stores have jumped right over fall: Yesterday I saw a plastic Santa.

By Shirley Buxton

Still full of life and ready to be on the move, Shirley at 81 years old feels blessed to have lots of energy and to be full of optimism. She was married to Jerry for 64 years, and grieves yet at his death in August of 2019. They have 4 children, 13 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren...all beautiful and highly intelligent--of course. :)

5 replies on “The Approach of Fall”

There is just something about the start of fall. The thoughts of decorating, of making gifts and baking, then we go into the holidays. People over for too much food, more baking. When Thanksgiving is over, the rush is on, to get to all the parties, plays and still have time to spend with family, finishing baking and gift making/buying, christmas caroling. But the most important part, remembering the reason for the season, the birth of our savior; giving goodwill, adopting families, making a difference. I’m starting to get geared up…


It seems to get earlier and earlier that the holidays are auctioned off to the highest bidder. Money. Rushing the seasons has become routine.



I love fall. It’s my favorite season, so rich. The fall is when life begins: a new school year, new clothes, new teachers and friends. And then the glorious show of color. Fall begins in summer and culminates at Christmas, my very favorite.

A lot of people are bothered by the commercialization of Christmas. I am not. Christmas is the bigeest birthday of them all: A time when we all share in gifts and love and joy. A time when life begins: the birth of a baby (Our Savior). A time when a stable signifying poverty and the rejection of the masses) seems right. A time when we include, for even pagans celebrate Christmas.

The pumpkins and the falling leaves, the mums and the frost, Thanksgiving, a hint of cold but not the real thing, and a plastic Jesus in the lightest dusting of snow in front of the church where a recorder is playing “Silent Night”. How could anyone not love fall?


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