A few snapshots from this past fall. All photos are taken by me, from my Instagram -- @MinnesotaN1ce
It has finally happened: the year's first snowfall. I'm embracing the cold with extreme reluctance, as my corner of the world has had such a gorgeous extended fall that I didn't want to let go of. This year the colors were shockingly vibrant and our weather was unseasonably warm. I consider myself very lucky to have been able to make the most out of my favorite season, even if its beauty is fleeting -- but as Robert Frost once wrote: "Nothing gold can stay."
I find that often times the most beautiful things in life are never permanent -- sunsets, the last burst of summer, a dalliance, dreams, or life itself. They pass us by and are bittersweet, and remain as nothing more than a brief, faded memory in the back of our conscious.
The Japanese have the perfect word for such a feeling: aware (ah-war-ay): the awareness of impermanence -- the idea that we are aware that the present moment we are living in is transient. But maybe that's what makes brief moments like autumn so beautiful -- the fact that they are only momentary, and that we should relish every second for what it is.