Back to School
It seemed so sudden. As if overnight the monochrome green of the maple trees became laced with bursts of red, orange, and yellow. The nights became cooler and the early mornings darker until one morning with our dewy lawn spotted with thousands of refracted sparkles from the rising sun, I watched my kids board the school bus for the start of a new school year. Summer was over.
Like the gradual transition from summer to autumn, the kids are slowly adapting from our summer schedule of free days and late nights to their school schedule of classes, homework, and early bedtimes. There are moans and complaints about waking up for school, breakfast is fast and merges with the bustle of getting school bags loaded and ready. Tempers and tears are closer to the surface. It’ll take some time for all of us to get into the new rhythm.
The end of summer seemed to sneak up and collapse at our feet spent and chilled before we were ready, but I can’t stay disappointed. We played a lot this past summer and I don’t remember much downtime filled with bored , stir-crazy kids. We took roadtrips, saw family often, kept in contact with classmates, had campfires, swam, fished, went to the drive-in, we had fun.
The the crisp morning air carries the smell of fallen leaves and earthiness. Apples are reddening, acorns litter the ground, fields are awash in the yellow of goldenrod. Before drawing her white curtain down for winter hibernation, Nature is acting out her flashy show and the kids and I are full of plans on how to enjoy it.
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