hummingbirds....

A hummingbird at the feeder

It is obvious that the season is changing. We are at the end of summer and the beginning of fall.  I know this - not because of the calendar – or the changing of the green in the landscape - but the hummingbirds. 

They are flocking – if 4 or 5 could be a flock – around the feeder all day long. Not just in the morning or evening – but continuously throughout the day. They don’t do this in early to mid-summer.  Since there is plenty to eat aside from the feeder, I only see them in morning and evening. Usually.

But not now.

They are flocking – feeding as if to gather enough sweet calories for the long haul to where ever they go next.

Summer is over – another season under my belt. I’m not sure how to feel about this.  Life has it’s seasons – I’m not even sure which one I’m in – but summer it ain’t.

I don’t want to think it’s winter already – but certainly autumn – the autumn of my life?

Ouch.

The thing is – we were supposed to do this together.  You know the rocking chairs on the porch thing.

Hunter doesn’t do so well in a rocking chair, but as a travel companion he did just fine.   We had some good moments – I had some neat experiences – memories to keep.  And we’ll do it again next week….

I’m not sure where I’m going with this, except that the reality of ones’ life doesn’t always match the hopes and dreams. Maybe it never does.

But we plug along – one foot in front of the other – meeting friends for dinner (tonight), friends who offer to help with physical ‘issues’.  And then being there for someone new who is just starting the journey you are in the middle of….. Maybe that’s all that we can count on – at least for awhile – friends helping friends  -  slogging through the mud slide of life. Journeying from one season to another as best we can.

Storing up sweet calories for the journey. As best we can.