Month: November 2014

The Wood Brothers have a song Who the Devil. There are these lines in the song:

Who the devil spins the world around
Well it is what it is and it isn’t what it ain’t
Doesn’t matter what it was cause you know it’s gonna keep on
Keep on changin’

Change is the operative word when describing the universe. The hydrangea covered fence I pass by on the way home from the post office, was in bloom in June. Now it is worn and tired. Soon it will bare of leaves.

Every day, hour, minute, and second we find ourselves in a changed world. And there is no going back to where we were. It’s futile trying to cling to what was. All we can do is enjoy what comes.

The Japanese maples are turning brilliant. I find them most beautiful when there are still some green leaves mixed in with the orange ones. As the leaves color, their tongues curl and become claws. It’s like their leaves are reaching up and clawing the sky, coaxing winter to come and cover them with a blanket of snow. Or they are trying to catch the wind to blow away to someplace warm.