The Spring and Autumn period. A photographic combo.

Spring and autumn are both such wonderful times. However do you find that each season makes you ‘feel’ slightly different. I do, and that is exactly what this post is about.

Spring

To me those first fragile blossom buds represent new life. New opportunity. They are a very welcomed companion and a harbinger of potential.

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The blossoms are like a welcomed sunrise after a tough night. So fragile at first but so very beautiful. As they grow and transform they become stronger, more resilient. As they grow they also sustain more life!

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The sun somehow feels warmer in spring. 20 degrees Celsius (70F) feels more like 30 degrees. It’s so divine. Pointing your face skywards as if a living sun-dial. Perhaps with a book in hand.

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There is new life and renewed activity everywhere you look. Fitness is on the mind of many to get that bikini-body in shape for summer. Plans are being made…

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And that is another aspect where the spring and autumn period differ in my opinion. Making plans! Spring to me presents as a time to set course for new things, new learnings or as a time to review and re-jig. Exactly like I did for this blog last spring!

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In one word I would encapsulate the essence of spring, for me, as:

Expectancy.

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Autumn.

I once wrote a post that mentioned how much I used to dislike autumn. (Yes I know what was I thinking??!!) It was because I used to view autumn as the nexus to winter, and I am not a fan of winter! Luckily though, because I re-framed my perspective, the story has a happy ending.  I now simply adore autumn! (Click here to read about why & how I re-framed my attitude)

The main reason I now love autumn is because of the glorious textures and colours this season presents.

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The crunch of leaves and acorns underfoot and the incredible palette of colours that only this season delivers are sublime.

The oranges, yellows and, if you’re lucky, glorious reds.

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The feelings I associate with autumn are very different from spring. Planning for new opportunities is replaced with preparedness for the known. That constant being the onset of winter.

It is a tenuous season but I want it to continue longer than spring. For after spring is summer but after autumn… well I won’t state the obvious.

Autumn is also an ironic season.

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By this I mean that as the deciduous trees themselves kill off their leaves the colours that we see are actually the leaves losing their battle for life. These vibrant colours are so life-affirming and uplifting but born of something much less-so. I think this fact also lends a feeling of transition to autumn rather than the optimism of spring.

All that said autumn is my favourite season of all. (Yes one-hundred-percent biased by the fact that this autumn has been the most beautiful I have ever encountered by some measure)

So my one-word for autumn is:

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Transcendence.

A Spring and Autumn Period Gallery. My Combo.

(Click on an image to enlarge) All photos feature Melbourne or Victoria © Saxon Templeton

My submission in this week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/earth/

 

About Saxon

I'm passionate about travelling, music, photography, blogging, 'Social Anthropology' (the posh term for people-watching) and creating content. I travel to learn and observe to understand. My dream day would look something like this.... A bottle of red (or two), fresh baguette (or two) & wedge of Camembert (or two), a balmy Paris September eve spent people-watching in fine company on the banks of the Canal St Martin.

There are 9 comments

  1. Miriam

    Great post Saxon. Must admit to loving the season of Autumn as well. Even though I adore the warmth of summer I love seeing the colors change on the trees and it’s such a beautiful time to be out and about. Lovely photos.

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