Thursday, September 29, 2005
The Season I Miss
These beautiful photos were taken by nature photographer Don Paulson.
Here in San Diego it is HOT. The high near my house (inland) is expected to reach 97 degrees, and on the coast it will be in the 80's. Every October we have a heat wave, so you think I'd be used to it by now. Fall is the season I have missed the most since moving to California. Having been raised in Kentucky and Michigan, I grew up experiencing seasonal changes. I have lived here 29 years, and I still miss them. One of the sweetest adult memories I have is of a time when my mom went for a walk in the woods behind her home, gathered a box of fall leaves, and sent them to me. When I opened the box the sight, smell, and texture of the leaves overwhelmed me. She also wrote me a lovely letter talking about how much she would like to be able to walk with my son into the woods to see the leaves and talk about the trees. He was only five at the time. I showed him the leaves and talked about grandma, and I think we may have made some crayon leaf-rubbings together.
It was always hard for both of us to live so far apart, so every year that Mom was alive I travelled to visit as many times as I could. She would send me tape recorded stories and messages so we could hear the sound of her voice. She has been gone for almost 12 years, and I still miss her desperately. And, as you can see, the fall season still makes me melancholy.