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Heartwings Love Note 288 - The Last of the Gold

Heartwings says, “When the last golden leaves have fallen it’s time to gather the bright memories and store them against the winter’s cold.”

The Norway Maples on either side of the house were the last of our trees to turn color. Slowly their leaves became a brilliant yellow. As the sun shone through them their glow heightened the late fall energy and lifted my spirits ever higher. The leaves fell slowly to the ground, carpeting the lawn with their beautiful gold. Almost like a prelude to Christmas lights, a few even decorated the bushes outside my front door.

Fall is my favorite time of year. I don’t mind that winter is coming. I like the crispness of the autumn air. It’s a great time to go for a walk. I have a friend who often joins me on a Sunday. We walk along a country road not far from my home. It too has been carpeted with leaves, first the brilliant red ones, then the russet of the Oaks and now the golden Maples. What a joy.

As I savor the slow decline of the light and the gathering of the gold, I appreciate the cozy of fall. I relish the opportunity to cuddle up with a good book on a chilly night and enjoy the desire to just stay home and be warm that this time of year encourages. Once the holidays are over I will grow tired of the long dark nights and yearn for the increase of the light. For now I welcome the early darkness. It feels restful.

Today looking out the window I see that the leaves have been raked up and carried away. The last of the gold is gone. It was withering anyhow. No matter how much I would like to, I cannot stop the gold from falling and fading. However, I can store it up in my memory, and when the wind blows and snow covers the landscape I can envision it and feel again my joy.

May you have bright memories to comfort you against the cold.

Blessings and Best Regards,
Tasha Halpert
 

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