Leaves Of Another Year

Today is Sept 1st--the weather is cooler than normal and it's easy to think ahead to autumn, to the colors, then the fading and falling of leaves. The years fly by more and more quickly as I age--there is so much time I wished and worked away, feeling as if that time rolled on so slowly and forever. I hurried through things that ultimately didn't matter as I cared for my parents and my children, went to school, built a career, dealt with injuries, and on and on. My artwork has helped me slow down, to become increasingly conscious and aware of life and its changes. And time passes---From one of Robert Frost's poems: "I have safely trodden underfoot the leaves of another year."