Thursday, October 18, 2018

Nature Taking Its Course #blogboost

It's hard, saying goodbye.

Goodbye to the garden, as we will have our first frost for certain Friday morning.  It's hard saying goodbye to the gardening season, including this sunpatien that grew some 31 inches for us (yes, this is one plant) this year.
Broome County Courthouse, Binghamton, New York, October 16
I spent some of yesterday evening taking cuttings.  Now, nature will take its course.

Saying goodbye to nice weather, as chill winds blow now, and the trees are turning color.  Snow showers were in our forecast for tonight, but they have taken precipitation out of the forecast.  Winter is coming (as a certain SF author likes to say.)  Now, nature will take its course.

And then there is the saying goodbye to those we love.  Such a person may be entering her final days.  The doctors can't give us a timeline, with the particular condition she has, but nature will be taking its course.
Maybe there's a reason why sunrises and sunsets can look so similar.

If my blog suddenly swings into reruns, you'll know why.  I may be saying goodbye to my streak of daily posting for the past seven and a half years but if I have to, perhaps nature is taking its course, too.

Day 18 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge #blogboost.

6 comments:

  1. Hugs, Alana. I've had to say my share of various kinds of goodbyes this last year and it's been hard. Sending you love, light and strength to do whatever you need to do.

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  2. Hold on there a minute. This IS the good weather!!!!

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  3. Alana, it sounds like you'll be dealing with some sorrowful times in the not too distant future. I'm sorry.

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  4. A beautiful post. I'm so sorry to hear that you're soon to be saying goodbye to both your garden and a loved one. Sunsets can be beautiful and bittersweet.

    Must the Winter Come so Soon by Gian Carlo Menotti

    Must the winter come so soon?
    Night after night I hear the hungry deer
    Wander weeping in the woods
    And from his house of brittle bark hoots the frozen owl
    Must the winter come so soon?
    Here in this forest neither dawn nor sunset
    Marks the passing of the days
    It is a long winter here
    Must the winter come so soon?

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  5. Oh, my goodness, Alana! Whatever you need to do! We'll be thinking of you!

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  6. I'm so sorry. Sometimes life gets in the way of blogging, doesn't it? Take care.

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