Autumn

One of the most beautiful seasons of the year.
The colors and the weather are gorgeous.


But the brilliant colors don't just signify beauty.
They are the visual sign of something preparing to winter.
Of the outer-self dying to protect the inner core - the life blood; where the growth takes place.


Fall is also a time of gardening.
Pruning to the base to keep the life blood there.
Digging up and dividing, then storing or replanting.

Repotting - transferring a plant from an outdoor pot to one that you can bring inside.
When you think about it, being repotted isn't the most pleasant experience.
Here the plant is - hanging in the stirring summer breezes; receiving the warm kisses of the sun every morning; laughing in the playful splash of a summer rain.
And then, out of no where, right when the breezes come from a different direction -
before things become too uncomfortable -
the plant is taken from it's cozy spot and put into a strange and sometimes smaller pot and moved indoors.
There's no breeze there.
The sun is tainted.
The water is tame.
It's not the glory the plant knew before, and yet, it's the only thing that will save it from certain death.
Someone cared enough to make sure that plant would live.

The plant may not be happiest in it's current condition, but it will live, and it will grow.
It will someday return to the glorious outdoors which it once knew; but it won't be the same.
It will be stronger, bigger, and more beautiful than before.


The plant just doesn't know the bigger picture yet.

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