"Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you," said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."

('The Alchemist' Paulo Coelho)

Sunday, September 11, 2011

The end of summer

Every year, spring comes and I look forward to the long, sunny days of summer and every year, when summer disappoints, I hope for an Indian summer. Then September runs its course and, before we know it, we are into dark nights and short days.
Last week, the weather fell short of our expectations. Let's face it, we didn't expect twenty hours of continuous rain on an early September day! Today, Paddy and I went for our walk up, round and through the valley. There are still lots of leaves of the trees but a fair few on the ground too and autumn colours are on the rise. I wonder, as I always do at this time of year, whatever happened to summer? Actually, it wasn't too bad in this neck of the woods; not as much rain as in other areas and not too hot - I like not too hot. And, I must admit that for me, the best part of autumn is still the knowledge that I am not going back to the classroom job to start a new academic year! I shall continue to rejoice in the fact that Paddy and I can be out on our walk at 9am on a weekday morning and hear the sounds of the school day beginning in the school across the road.
Autumn? Bring it on, Indian summer or not!


Daphne said...

Hmmmm - I'm not so sure about autumn, it's cunning. Lures you along with lots of pretty leaves and then next thing you know they're gone and it never stops raining, snowing and freezing.

Jennyta said...

You could be right, Daphne. Come to think of it, I can't actually remember the last time we had an Indian summer!

Yorkshire Pudding said...

I just hope that we avoid the kind of British winter we had last year. Most Christmases in the last thirty years have been what I call "green" and there have been one or two occasions when I have walked on Christmas day without a coat on. Last December was amazing - December was a complete "white out" in Sheffield. We do not want that again thank you very much. I know what you mean about the "relief" of not having to return to school. I am sure that you and I and Helen in Brisbane are not the only ex-teachers who feel somehow scarred by what we had to go through to earn a crust.

Jennyta said...

Yes, I do feel scarred in a way, YP and sad because of it.
Christmas was the same here. I definitely don't want a repeat of last winter.

Anonymous said...

I much prefer spring and autumn to summer, and the last Indian summer was in October 2007. Flighty xx

Jennyta said...

Thanks for that, Flighty. It must have passed me by because I don't remember it at all!


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