“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter
under heaven”… (Ecclesiastes 3:1, ESV)
Isn’t it amazing how the way seasons succeed each other resonates with our love of change and our love of permanence at the same time? As C.S. Lewis puts it, “each season different yet every year the same, so that spring is always felt as a novelty yet always as the recurrence of an immemorial theme”.
It makes it hard, in a way (at least for me!), to decide on a favorite season… There is so much to enjoy in each one and, at the same time, so much to look forward to in the next. Let me share a bit about what each season means to me, and come see how it looks in some of my paintings.
Spring is an amazing time:
the cheerful songs of birds, the fragrance of all those spring flowers, the colors splattered all over the ground among the forest trees, the smell of fresh grass… and the delightful feeling of new life and new beginnings… How could I not just love it all!
and… all the heat one could wish for! 😀
The greenery, the buzz of the bumblebees, the colorful dance of the butterflies, the pleasure given by a cold glass of water and the shade of a tree…
Summer has been one of my favorite seasons ever since I can remember.
As Henry James put it, “Summer afternoon – summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
In the last few years, fall has become one of the times of the year that I really savor. There’s so much beauty in this golden season: the rich colors of the trees, dressed in all their fiery glory; ripe fruit and the joys of canning; the nippy air outside and the warmth of a cozy home; cuddling with a good book; counting blessings and spending time with family or friends – “these are a few of my favorite things”. While summer lasts, I really love the heat, but “how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness?” (John Steinbeck)
Oh, and winter… with the the children’s delight at the first snowflakes coming down,
the pleasant warmth slowly spreading down your limbs as you get out of the biting cold, hot cups of tea and the smell of oranges and cinnamon cookies…
Definitely, “winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” (Edith Sitwell)
I realize you may live in a part of the world where the climate is different from what I’ve described here. But if you do have the same seasons, which one of the four do you find more appealing? 🙂
Wherever you are and whatever the season of life in which you may find yourself, remember that a loving heart is always young,
and that, with God’s help, you can have a bit of sunshine in your soul
no matter what the temperature outside.