September is a beautiful month of transition from the heat and humidity of summer to the cool, crisp weather in October. Fields of purple loosestrife and goldenrod seem to arrive overnight, gracing the landscape with their vibrant colors.
While many of the summer flowers have faded and gone to seed, our gardens still are filled with a variety of colorful flowers -- sunflowers, zinnias, morning glories, and assorted autumn show-offs. There is a sense of quiet to September; the early morning birdsong is muted and sparse. The late night air is no longer filled with raucous cicadas and crickets -- there is merely a quiet thrumming from the crickets now and then. The mornings are often misty and cool, only to be replaced with bright sunshine and warm temperatures as the day progresses. Darkness falls earlier and more heavily on us each night.
September's weather is erratic. One day we feel again the heat of summer, and then a storm will roll through and leave us with a taste of the crisp, frosty weather to come.
How lovely this month is, with its quirkiness and beautiful reminders of what was and what is to come. We visit the apple orchards and the farm stands, and savor the beauty of the bounty to be found there. Our thoughts turn from summer barbecues to the spicy scent of apple pie baking in the oven. We buy small chrysanthemum plants to repot and replace the summer flowers on our porches, and provide beautiful color into early November.
We are at a crossroad -- looking back at the pleasures of the summer behind us, and looking forward to the "gathering in" of October and November. Our hearts need this special month of September to gently lead us from one season to the next.