Sigh…I won’t be inundating you with flowers, particularly roses until next Spring…not that I don’t have a gazillion images saved. Heavy rains have battered them down; last struggling buds trying to blossom. Colder temps and rain bringing those efforts to a halt.
“The sun shines different ways in winter and summer. We shine different ways in the seasons of our lives.” ~Terri Guillemets (Flowers winding down for the season)
“Designers want me to dress like spring, in billowing things. I don’t feel like spring. I feel like a warm red autumn.” Marilyn Monroe (Any Fall color would have been fine Marilyn) NW Portland
Oregon Coastal river early Fall….soon the Fall rains will come and the river will rise at least 3 feet…the salmon and Winter steelhead will work their way upstream.
I obviously was there and recall the situation when I snapped this shot…a beautiful Summer’s day coming to an end…at a festive event. Warmth was in the air, the trees offered a welcome respite from the heat…a positive recollection.
Now, years later, I can imagine the image eliciting varied emotions…some good, some bittersweet, suggestive of melancholia. Or, thoughts of begging the warmth and sun to remain as we (I) set off into Fall/Winter and many months of gray and rain. I prefer to bathe in the positive warmth right now. No need to rush cabin fever.
“Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slant of yellow light.” Paul Monette, Borrowed Time
