Here in my neck of the woods autumn arrived overnight when a cold front blew in rain and cooler temperatures. By the books the summer ends today and the meteorologists are saying officially the autumn equinox takes place this evening. But my senses tell me it is already here! All just in time for a road trip to Colorado to see groves of glowing aspen, rigid mountains, and brief visits with friends and family along the way and back. Packed long and short-sleeve shirts, shorts, leggings, jeans, jackets, socks and my boots. I brought my sandals as well as a winter coat just in case. Ready for it all!
Preparations have been made all week. Bills paid ahead, ordered the mail to be held until we get back, arrangements made for my brother & sister-in-law to look after our cottage and yard, ate leftovers and emptied the frig. All were a reminder that vacation is finally here. Dean and I put off a week-long vacation this summer to experience this autumn get-away. Our last long road trips this year were to St. Augustine in February for a sunny vacation, and Gulfport, Mississippi in March to make arrangements for my younger brother’s remains after his sudden death. But these next 9 days away we will travel to the countryside and be with the “Talking Tree, a place where spirit and nature can be”.
Come with me to the Talking Tree a place where spirit and nature can be. Where science of the forest couples with ancient traditions of the land. Where indigenous people learn to live with trees mindfully hand in hand. Listen to branches rustling hymns through silent sounds in their limbs. Mighty Maples murmur in the breeze sweet tales of syrup drawn to please. Trees converse, they do care sending forest messages everywhere. Through the air and underground signals pulse from floor to crown. Quaking Aspen is known for being the earth's most massive living thing these trees united by one root system the world's largest superorganism. Trees often act for collective good doing exactly what they should. Sometimes they will reset their mast until the attacking danger's passed. Internal rhythms set their pace slower than the human race. Tree's daily burden that they bare is they process the world's air. Did trees learn survival plans proven in the 360 million years pre-human? What do 7 billion humans foresee as the fate for earth's 3 trillion trees? Fallen trees again live too vessels that life flows through. Their wood relives deeply in buildings, books even violins. So stand with me in equanimity and listen for lyrics patiently. Wait to hear beneath this tree poised to the sound of "poetree". by Greg Gaul