delight of bald trees
birds still lull on their parched limbs
bard’s masterpieces
Autumn. How I waited for it, but just in a wink, it’s gone. Either I was too lazy to go to autumnal paradises here in Japan, or I am in a concrete jungle where colorful leaves are scarce. If only I could preserve this season for a year I would definitely do it. As I said in my previous posts, I really like the atmosphere it brings (well, except for sudden moments of homesickness) and I am not looking forward to the coming winter.
Autumn is very poetic that it draws an inspiration or two. It could squeeze out dried up creative juices of anyone. For me, it is a perfect time to reflect and if only this time could be frozen for 365 days, so be it. I have no objection as I want to be inspired for the whole year.
Though sometimes, others would say that autumn is a bit depressing, with all the trees stripped off their clothes, if you look closely, it’s not that depressing after all. At first glance, it feels like it but a few more breathes later, it will turn out to be a source of hope as you will be looking for spring and you can picture out how will it be painted with all the greens and blooms.
Anyway, one interesting tradition of sort I observe here in Japan is the bonding moment of families, friends, expats during this season. Lots of people flock in the park, have picnic and observe how the foliage shed off its hues, or how they drop from the limbs or how the wind swirls the fallen leaves.
I am not sure if other countries have these autumn gatherings as I grow up from a tropical country where only rainy and sunny are the known seasons. But for me, I find it fascinating to be with your friends and family in a park watching a “natural” show. Or just maybe because Japanese never run out of ideas.
Again, I really like autumn and if only I have the powers to let it stay without a break for a year, I would do it.
If autumn is a person, I could be charged of stalking.
/totomai
12/06/08