The colours this autumn are just amazing. I had a wonderful ride this out morning, and I admired the leaves and the berries while Blue tried them out for flavour. It was one of those mornings when you are perfectly happy for no particular reason (except that I feel so lucky to have this lovely animal, and the beautiful contryside of Wiltshire in which to ride him). I think you (I) need to be older really to appreciate things and not take them for granted. As child, as I vaulted onto my pony from its rump end and careered about falling off every five minutes, I don't think I stopped to think how lucky I was.
Same here - except I don't ride - but about appreciating each day of amazing autumn colours :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you feel the same, DT. Long may it (.they) last before the gales come.
DeleteThe autumn colors are beautiful, but according to Charles Schulz happiness is a warm puppy!
ReplyDeleteThe trouble with puppies is they grow into dogs....but I know what he meant.
DeleteI know what you mean about those moments (sometimes more than that, extending into hours or even days) of perfect happiness and have written about them on my blog, too.
ReplyDeleteAs a child, I did take more things for granted than now, but I knew back then that I was lucky in having the loving parents and grandparents I had and that other kids I knew were less fortunate. I was always particularly upset when I came across children with disabilities, thinking they could not even do the things most basic to me, such as running or walking.
Meike, having a disabled sister is a constant reminder of my own good fortune. But I had a rather strange childhood!
DeleteOddly I think that my childhood and my youth held as many if not more moments of happiness induced by my awareness of the beauty around me and the things I did with my parents which I regarded as so exciting. My youth was really only marred by my detestation of school and by adolescence. Even the potentially fatal illness I had in my early and mid teens led to some wonderful times in my life. In my later years I think I came to accept the wonderful moments that were so frequent and had to remind myself sometimes to be thankful.
ReplyDeleteDo you think you were as happy as you remember, Graham? Or could your memories be coloured by hindsight? I know some of mine are eg all those summers where the sun shone continuously. Only of course, it didn't.
DeleteFrances bearing in mind school and adolescence was the majority of my childhood and youth I'm talking about the happiness generated by visits to parks, playing with friends, holidays, climbing mountains in Wales and the Lake District, tram rides and ferry sailings, the wonder of autumn colours and so on. All these things were magic to me. My illness led to me working on a hospital wards at the age of 16 which was one of the happiest experiences of my life.
DeleteI'm on board the ferry home and we're just leaving port and wifi so you are spared and even longer explanation.
DeleteBon voyage, Graham, and thanks for the comments. You obviously had a happier childhood than did!
DeleteThe leaf colours are particularly good this year.
ReplyDeleteThey're amazing, Patsy. What is interesting (to me) is that "they" said they would be. How did they know?
DeleteThere really are some beautiful colours out there. I keep meaning to take my camera and capture the moment before it's gone. I do the same when we have snow and always leave it until it's turned to mush.
ReplyDeleteI use my phone, Maggie. I still can't use my digital camera...
DeleteEvery day, when I'm out walking my dog, I make a point if looking around me and appreciating the beautiful place where I live. It's particularly lovely this Autumn.
ReplyDeleteWendy, I just wonder how "they" knew it was going to be like this. I read it some time ago.
DeleteCompletely agree, Frances - I stop to admire the autumn shades at every opportunity. On our drive to family yesterday, husband was fed up listening to me going on about the gorgeous countryside trees and colours!
ReplyDeletePerhaps he's red/green colour blind, Rosemary, in which case the autumn colours would be (presumably) lost on him??
DeleteYou don't appreciate what you've got - until it's gone.
ReplyDeleteAh, but it's still very much here in Wiltshire, Keith.
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