August 26 – September 30, 2016Vol. 18, No. 12

Summer's Curtain Calls

by Rod Johnson

Well folks, it's time. I'm speaking of the inevitable process of when one summer season takes a bow and heads off stage. Sometimes they disperse rather grudgingly and other years they are gone in the blink of an eye.

Oh yes, as we the audience clap or perhaps feel a little sad, she steps back on the stage for a curtain call. It may be for a nice long September weekend or occasionally for what we call an Indian summer.

In our hearts, we know the summer play is over — but wait, at the same time a new cast is in the wings. We lose our sadness about summer's passing and become confident that the fall season will take the stage and give us a great show.

In thinking about the seasonal changes, especially summer into fall, we conjure up many scenes, noises and smells that mark the annual transition. Here are some that may ring a bell for you:

Life moves on and we accept the new fall season. As we move well into September with October not far off, the leaves are becoming colorful in the higher elevations. We might go north for a "foliage ride" on Sunday to view the colorful vistas provided by Mother Nature.

Our central Maine area of The Belgrades is practically empty now; the tourists have returned to places like Boston, Connecticut, New York and others. Some may return for a curtain call of their own during the Labor Day weekend, and perhaps a second call for Columbus Day. The leaves are now in their most spectacular dress, and we know that the annual phenomenon of seasonal changes is marching forward. Have a great fall. We'll see you next summer.

The End

Author's Notes:

  1. A question for all our readers: If you could only spend 30 days a year in Maine, when would it be? I've been pondering this for ages and fortunately don't have to decide. If I did, it would be the last half of September and the first half of October.
  2. Many thanks to you all for reading the Luckiest Boy stories again this summer. It's been a pleasure for me to write these. For 2013 and 2014 stories in book form, visit Day's Store in Belgrade Lakes, Maine. Also, thanks to friends Ralph and Jean Pope for their editing and to Esther and Erle for publishing the Summertime News! Until 2017, enjoy life and be well.

Rod Johnson was born and raised in the Belgrade Lakes in the 1950s and '60s.