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A Chill In The Air


A Chill In The Air


Fall is here.

Leaves are turning.

You walk into any store in Montana and talk about the weather people say “I’m not ready for Winter.”

The flowers I posted above hold on for dear life.

They must understand their time is coming.

To save themselves they must partially die, stay still for many months, and in the Spring find the courage to rise from near death.



I feel that same way, do you?

I’m not talking about the weather but our culture.

It doesn’t take much, it seems, to stir up a storm.

People aren’t used to being challenged or thinking about things outside their little world.

They are also not a custom to thinking about others and how their actions might impact the lives of those they don’t like.



There are days when it feels almost hopeless.

You wonder if the color in life will just die and refuse to come back in the Spring.

Nature is more dependable than human beings.

Cultures come and go.

The reason they go is because they get lazy, look for someone else to take care of them and allow “Mean” to manipulate them into submission.



So we look for the joy in the coming Winter.

We hunker down and see what comes.

We hold on understanding that in the Spring the color will return and what died over the Winter is ready for new growth, new things, new places and new beginnings.

Kathy and I are ready.



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Guess I enjoy every season and each holds joy and discomforts for me. The discomforts help me to grow and the Joy brings thankfulness to my heart that God cares about His creation and that He will see us through the seasonal storms. Literally or metaphorically this works for me. Enjoy the season and all it holds my friend. - M

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Just sitting here enjoying once again your cogent ruminations...and absolutely loving the final photo! Montana agrees with you and Kathy, 100%.

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The weather is one thing no one in the world can agree on...the same is true with the perception of life or what is happening in the world and their world. The seasons changing is a metaphor for life (in my opinion). it is like life you are born (spring), you grow and enjoy your youth (summer), you mature (Fall), and you pass gracefully into the ending of your life leaving you seeds of wisdom, and the lives you have given behind to carry on your legacy (winter)...and the cycle repeats... For every time there is a season...be positive, find your own happiness, you make your life as happy as you want it to be...


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