I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way – things I had no words for. ~ Georgia O’Keefe
Thoughts of the harvest season are beginning to creep forward, as summer has evolved into the next season.
Here in Colorado where altitudes soar, the goddess of color has already donned her white cap and is preparing to pile on coats of ivory before the winter season is even here. Everyone says “the fall colors are beautiful” here in the Rockies. Yes, they are pretty if you like primarily all shades of golden with an occasional dusting of sugar. The foliage is rather monochromatic, to my way of thinking. Contrasts are missing from the palette. Much better than no autumn at all, however.
I think of New England when I see the turning leaves of autumn. The deciduous forests filled with sugar maples, oaks, birches and aspens, all mixed together, make for stunning fall landscapes. A fulfilling spectrum of colors – scarlett, maroon, purple, cadmiums, greens, brown, gold and orange bring in droves of tourists to the New England States for good reason.
I love living in places where all four seasons are noticeable. Weather indicators tell us it is time to change direction; deviate from the way we have been living the months before. Our eating habits vary and we put on extra or take off clothing to adjust for the rising and falling temperatures. In winter we hunker down and put on layers; in summer we live unadorned and freely.
Before I allow myself to experience what comes with cooler climate, here is an image of autumn color that is found in the past season of summer. I’m reluctant to say goodbye to the balmy weather.
This is an image of Georgia O’Keefe’s flowers.
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