Barber’s Adagio for Strings is playing from my iTunes.
Outside, a blustery gray wind is rippling the golden prairie grasses on the far side of the pond. The tall maple in our back yard shakes like a wet dog and sheds clumps of leaves.
It’s a melancholy day.
I love the Fall…the “sharpened pencils, clean notebooks, back-to-school” feeling.
I love the vibrant leaves, the scent of woodsmoke, and the harvest from my backyard garden.
Yet sometimes as Fall days grow brittle and dark,
I feel a dull ache.
I miss the people I’ve lost – more than in any other season.
I fear the dark cold days ahead.
Nostalgia twines around my limbs and tugs me backwards.
I feel old…
and a little lost.
So Barber’s Adagio is the perfect accompaniment.
The music coaxes me to let go of another season.
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