Autumn Mysteries: Why I Embrace the Season When Others May Not
Autumn, a season often celebrated for its vibrant foliage, crisp air, and cozy evenings, has always held a special place in my heart. This year, as I mark my 87th birthday in November, I take a moment to reflect on the joy that autumn brings, even as seasonal preferences can vary widely among individuals. There are moments, however, that some might find less appealing, such as the lone cricket sounds or the thrill of misty October views, which are simply a part of the season’s charm for me.
A Time-Respecting Tradition from the 1950s-60s
Let's peek into the past, a time when the autumn season was rich with activity. In the 1950s and 1960s, preparing for winter was much more practical and involved. Fishermen would spend their days catching, cleaning, and salting saltwater fish for the winter. Fishnets would be cleaned and mended, and boats and motors would be serviced. Salted fish was often shared with friends and family, reinforcing community bonds. Re-bushing duck blinds and clearing brush around deer stands were crucial activities for hunters, ensuring they had a successful fall season. Winter cover crops were tucked in, completing the cycle of farm life. Duck and goose decoys were prepared, and cold-weather vegetables were sown in the winter garden.
Autumn: A Season of Hope and Comfort
As a November-born individual, autumn is more than just a seasonal transition for me. It marks the beginnings of a shift that I both anticipate and look forward to. With the arrival of autumn, I find myself thinking about the transition to colder weather, which, paradoxically, brings comfort during summer heatwaves. When I was younger, I would relish the thought of wearing woolen layers and the idea of being able to—I admit it—curl up inside sooner. I love that after a long walk in the woods, I can draw the curtains at 4 p.m. and spend the rest of my evening engaged in a variety of activities without the guilt of being outside in the garden. Reading, writing, doing crosswords, and even posted my works on Quora, are all pleasures that autumn allows me to enjoy freely until spring cleaning time.
Winter: A Quiet and Secure Season
Winter, with its own suite of delights, fills my heart with joy. When all of my family returns home coincides with weather conditions that make hunting and traveling less feasible, it feels like a welcome respite. The sound of snow crunching underfoot and the cold weather itself add a comforting layer to the world. While holiday season preparations like decorating and baking are underway, the idea of retiring from the daily hustle and bustle for a snowy, quiet spell is almost too enticing to resist.
The Loneliness of Winter Driving
One significant change I've noticed with age is the reluctance to drive in the snow. As I grow more apprehensive about icy roads, I rely on my daughter who lives nearby to provide transportation for essential appointments. This shift in my behavior is a stark reminder of the responsibilities and anxieties that come with getting older. While I miss the practical aspects of independent travel, I am grateful for the support I receive from my family.
Seasonal Preferences: A Personal Theory
Interestingly, my sister-in-law proposed a theory that people born in the autumn and winter prefer those seasons, whereas those born in the spring and summer gravitate towards their own birth season. This has remained a curiosity to me, and I would love to explore this further. I wonder if this theory holds any water and if there is any merit to the idea that our seasonal preferences are influenced by our birth months.
An Invitation for Insights
Perhaps today, I'll put this theory to the test by asking people about their own experiences and preferences. Alternatively, if you Quorans can help, I would appreciate your insights and personal stories about how seasons impact you. Let's explore this topic together!