Glory

Fruition. Consumation. Completion.

These words capture autumn in all its glory when I pass orchards and vineyards in late September. They evoke the bounty, the generosity that overflows everywhere I am.

Glory lives in the completion of goodness. Robert Frost was correct to claim that nature’s first green is gold, but the deeply hued red and purple grapes covering the hillside at the end of summer speak truth as well.

It is time here in the Pacific Northwest to gather into the barns all of this goodness. Now we can reflect on our labors each afternoon when the sun sets. Autumn is the season of retrospection, a thinking back to what we have created and the prosperity it brings.

Tis ‘glory season’, the end of something very good, ready to burst forth and be enjoyed.