Thursday, September 3, 2009
With September's arrival, Bend, Oregon, like so many other places, shows early signs of the approaching new season. Cool, moist coastal air edges its way inland over the Cascades to bring the high desert picture-ready, mutable skies. In the early evening light, this barely visible, totally quiet, dusty path, once filled with fresh wildflowers and brilliant leaves, is ideal for reverie. It is easy to disappear in memories of the past or to ponder the complexities of the present. It is the unexpected freshet that portends the taking of long pants, shoes, windbreakers, sweaters, and sweatshirts from the closet and gently directs thoughts forward. The breeze reminds of school, football and the World Series. It recalls colorful leaves and softened ground with sky-reflected puddles. The time is near when nature's lovesong assumes again its Autumn melody.