SEASON OF LIGHT
by Sharon Rondeau
(Sep. 23, 2019) — Despite the shortening days, everything is alight at this time of year. Earlier this evening, I found these gems, set ablaze by the rays from the setting sun and the flash of the camera.
I always wanted to be an artist, to recreate with my eye and hand the wonders of nature. Short of that, modern technology — still a great unknown to me — provides me the awesome ability to capture it just as it is.
The spectacular weather of the last week has been reminiscent of July’s hot and sunny days, even as the trees are taking on their annual glow. I want to keep these colors in my mind and heart as autumn inexorably gives way to winter’s chill.
If life had taken me in a different direction, I might not have noticed the play of colors right in my back yard at their brightest hour.
We may never know the “why” and “how” of Earth’s creation, but we can seek the beauty of each day we are here and the peace it brings.
Darkness has fallen, but what a gift God gave me, to have been there at that moment to capture the light.
Born in Manchester NH and growing up an Army “brat” of a 37 year long career Army man I had the privilege of traveling/living from sea to shining sea, as well as much of Western Europe.
Fall in New England has no aural and visual match. How I long for the sweet aroma of Pine trees, the vibrant colored Maple trees and, of course, the smell of burning leaves raked into plies along the curb.
I must say, however, that come Winter in New England, tapping a Maple tree, collecting fresh pure Maple syrup in one of Mom’s “Wearever” aluminum pots, returning to the wooden shed at the frozen pond ice-skating “rink”, putting the pot on the wood-burning stove, scooping up some snow then tightly packing it into a snowball, then pouring some warm Maple syrup all over it….comes in a close second! :)
God is an unsurpassed artist.
I agree!