Before Autumn Leaves

Jena C. Henry is a writer, blogger, book reviewer, and bon vivant. Her goal is to make friends with everyone in the world. Jena enjoys reading new books and encouraging writers to be their best. Jena C. Henry holds a juris doctor degree from the University of Akron and practiced law and raised her family in tropical Ohio. Now retired, she writes novels, conducts writing workshops and enjoys good times with friends and family. Her fiction series, The Golden Age of Charli, spotlights the love and laughter of family life and retirement.


The Pensive Season

Summer is the bright season, full of fun, heat, exciting water sports, outdoor concerts, and barbecues. You get to wear flip flips all the time, even when you are not on a beach vacation. And then, with the last slam of the screen door, Autumn wakes us up one morning to chilly temperatures, falling leaves, and the regular calendar of meetings and schedules. We played outside all summer, even after the street lights clicked on.

But now we hear the song of September and we feel the call of hearth and home.

I asked my Golden Ager friends what they do to enjoy Autumn and push back on the encroaching night.

They all extolled the simple pleasures:

Enjoy the cooler weather

Cooler weather means sweaters, and easier runs

and comfortable nights for sleeping.

Savor the pumpkin spice

Carve pumpkins

Have fun at a county fair, or hayride.

Walk in the woods

Decorate for Thanksgiving

Cheer on the football team and the marching band

Here’s what I would add to that list:

A Fall Foliage cruise would be a pleasure.  Cruisers can see the leaves in New England, Canada, and from the Hudson River, or the Mississippi River. There are even train tours for viewing the autumn parade of colors. Or how about Oktoberfest? There are plenty of ways to travel and secure your seat in the beer tent, whether in Germany or at the many local fairs and festivals near home. While all that may be fun, but here’s what I’ve decided  to do this fall.

Before autumn leaves, I have decided that the time is right to plant a promise for spring.

Isn’t a bulb a miracle? You put a bulb in the cold ground. North winds, ice and snow prevail for a while, and then in