You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”
Lately, I have been drawn to quotes that are less direct. I guess I need something to roll around in my mind and come up with my own interpretation.
Fall has always been my favorite time. It is a peaceful time; however, I never attributed that peace to death, maybe to more of a sleepy feeling. Yet, fall is filled with death. This quote touches on the connection between fall and death, but it does not feel morbid. It feels peaceful and expectful. It helps reframe your mind into a more anticipatory state for the cold and empty winter months.