Autumn reflections

This Saturday, September 22, begins autumn.  When I was younger my favorite season of the year was spring.  Spring represented new beginnings, hope and a crescendo of energy.  It may have had something to do with having a spring birthday.

As I reach my late sixties with the seventies not far off in the distance my favorite season has become autumn.  In Wisconsin autumn brings a rainbow of color in dense forests, frosty mornings and the harvest.  I have found that autumn is a reflective time of year as nature and I get ready for winter.
Looking back over this year I pause to wonder if I made the right choices.  Looking backward to help determine how to move forward makes sense to me now.  It didn’t when I was thirty.

I have a nasty habit of over committing and this year in particular I plunged headlong into events without considering the consequences first.  The result, I’m tired.  I have already made major commitments for the future but now I am aware to not add any more.

Accepting and understanding your limits is a part of letting the sum of your life experience affect your path now.  I appreciate having a little time to reflect, gather myself up and face tomorrow with assurance and self-confidence.
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What is your favorite season – and why?