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Ramblings on a Late Summer Walk

by Maria A. Karamitsos   ·  2 months ago   ·  
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This one isn’t Greek related, but check out my latest piece of writing. It’s so different from my usual work. Let me know what you think!

New writing!

Ever noticed that being outside of your element, your usual space, shakes things up? I get great inspiration on walks and bike rides. The fresh air, the exercise, the time outside my little cocoon always fill me with ideas. Unfortunately, I don’t always get to capture them right away and they get lost. The muse can be fleeting!

A few weeks ago, I took the pup for our morning walk. On this particular late summer day, so many thoughts came to mind. I got all the feels that day, observing my surroundings and the changes that were happening right before my eyes. I’m getting goose bumps just thinking about it. I knew something good percolated on this walk. I knew the muse gave me a gift.

On this day, the muse on my side, I rushed hope with excitement to capture my thoughts. What resulted is something so different from my usual writing. Something that’s won praise and even encouragement to write a book of poetry or meditations about my musings on the change of seasons. Have a read and let me know what you think.

And now, without further ado…

IMAGE: Achim Scholty from Pixabay

Ramblings on a Late Summer Walk…

There’s something melancholy in the changing of seasons. Like reading the last pages of a captivating novel whose characters you’ve invested in and you don’t want to end. Like the final days of vacation. Like those last visits with faraway family when you don’t know when you’ll meet again.

The end of summer induces melancholy, anxiety, angst. We stress the start of new and regimented routines. The end of more carefree days. Even in 2020, in the wake of Covid, where we’ve experienced the oddest summer of our lives: canceled trips, strict rules and restrictions, limits on gatherings and celebrations, etc. And on that note, the concern about cold weather thrusting us back indoors and away from each other yet again.

It’s a sweltering day here in Chicago. The temperature is 89° with 55% humidity, yet the “feels like” temp is 96. In these days with stagnant air and the beating of the sun’s intense rays, we struggle to imagine a crisp, cold day. Yet we see the evidence that it’s coming. Truthfully, we’ve seen it for weeks.

No more blooming buds, the colorful flowers beginning to wither. The betrayal of trees once verdant, altering, assuming drab shades of ocher. Some skip that stage and proceed to a shriveled brown; those dried leaves are already beginning to fall. The signs are there, creeping up on us like a thief in the night. Now getting more brazen, preparing for what’s to come.

Yet I’m reminded just what’s coming. Like a brand-new chapter, a fresh start, the opening of a much-anticipated book, we’ll proceed to a new season. Each conveys its own splendor. While we may lament the return to school and activities, the loss of our halcyon days, this new season will dawn like a new day. The curtain will soon rise on a dazzling fall show.

As I walk this morning, I liken the changing of the leaves to a glorious sunset—the colors dancing in the air. Perhaps the end of summer is like the end of the day. But every sunset brings the promise of a new day. This sunset of summer invites the colorful show that will unfold in the weeks to come.

As trees prepare for their slumber, they’ll give us that final gift. What a send-off! And nature plans this in a way that the performance lasts for several weeks, each tree species taking a turn, providing us time to acclimate. And to revel in every moment. Get ready. Before the leaves begin their descent, they’ll bedazzle us with all shades of amber, russet, honey, brilliant scarlets, and golden yellows.

As the mercury falls, we’ll prepare for yet another new season. And the cycle of life continues. Yes, there is melancholy in the change of seasons, but there is also joy. Each day, each new season is a new beginning. A chance for us to leave the old behind and take on something new. To start again. Another shot. One door closes, but another always opens.

Let’s not lament the loss of summer. Let’s welcome fall with enthusiasm, and open arms. If we’ve learned anything in 2020, it’s that life is short. It’s precious. Let’s enjoy every single, solitary moment. Don’t forget there are pumpkins and Halloween and all sorts of fun to come. And don’t fret—summer will be back next year.

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IMAGE: Jill Wellington from Pixabay

What do you think?

Were you there with me on that walk? Did you see what I saw? Share your thoughts below.

As I mentioned in my recent newsletter, I recently organized some files and discovered writings I haven’t previously published. I’ll share something with you next week.

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Maria A. Karamitsos

Maria has been a positive voice in Greek media since 2002. She was the Founder, Publisher, & Editor of WindyCity Greek magazine. For 10 years, she served as the Associate Editor & Senior Writer for The Greek Star newspaper. Her work has been published in GreekCircle magazine, The National Herald, GreekReporter, Harlots Sauce Radio, Women.Who.Write, Neo magazine, KPHTH magazine, XPAT ATHENS, and more. Maria has contributed to three books: Greektown Chicago: Its History, Its Recipes; The Chicago Area Ethnic Handbook; and the inaugural Voices of Hellenism Literary Journal. She's working on her 1st novel.

4 Comments

  1. Life is precious and the changing of seasons gives us a chance to reflect, appreciate, and then move forward in anticipation for what’s to come.

    I love these lines; “Like a brand new chapter, a fresh start, the opening of a much-anticipated book, we’ll proceed to a new season. Each conveys its own splendor.” Your lovely, sensory writing helps me feel the change in the air and see the earth soften into shades of brown as a backdrop to the brilliant leaves before they fall. From far away, I am with you on your walk. Thank you.

    1. Thanks so much for your note! I’m glad you liked it. Stay well!

  2. Up-beat outlook! I needed that, Maria!

    1. Thanks for reading. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Stay well!

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