Paul E. Anna: High Points
The Aspen Times
Aspen, CO Colorado
Did you feel it?
It was subtle, to be sure. And if you don’t pay attention to such things or you’re not naturally tuned to that stuff, you may have missed it entirely. But this week there was, dare we say it, a touch, just a smidgen, of fall.
I know, I know, for some of you the very thought of this glorious summer coming to a close is simply too much to bear. You may be in complete denial, and, even if you get a twinge that things are changing, you ignored it and went on with your ride, or your hike, or your hang glide, or your gardening or your bronzing.
And it’s OK. This weekend we’ll be back in the 80s, with those puffy white clouds and the occasional rumble of thunder and those familiar sudden streaks of lightning that mark summer around here. And according to the calendar, we still have a full month until the first day of fall officially arrives on the 22nd of September.
Still, things felt different for a few days this week. It began with that cold front that moved in last weekend and soaked the state with a pretty good rainfall. Sure, it was an aberration, an unseasonably cold storm that brought us rain, hail and fog on Saturday night as the clouds were silhouetted by the full moon.
Then, a little later in the week, as the days warmed and the puddles dried up, the color of the sky took on that blue-blue that we get in late September and early October ” that clear, kind of crisp, light that marks fall in the Rockies.
And if you noticed, the sun is coming up later and disappearing earlier. Today we will have 13 hours and 26 minutes of daylight. That is just about an hour-and-a-half less sunshine than we had just two months ago on June 2, the summer solstice.
If you don’t believe that fall is coming, consider that next Saturday ” the final Saturday in August, mind you ” the college football season kicks off. True, the calendar this year is a little early, what with Labor Day weekend beginning in August, but again: football, school? It does all feel a little premature.
On the other hand, for those of you who can’t wait to ski, there are just 97 days and a wakeup until the lifts open up on Thanksgiving Day, the 27th of November.
Regardless of how feel about it, time marches on. The earth continues to turn. and we all are just along for the ride. The only advice I can provide is to just go with the flow.
Because the flow will go, whether we do or not.
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