Autumn is a time to celebrate our survival and prepare to enjoy the splendor of the next phase of life. I love the fall: the crisp air, jack o’ lanterns, caramel apples, and the hot apple cider with cinnamon and just a touch of rum. I love to wear thick, comfy cable-knit sweaters and zip my skinny-leg jeans into knee-high leather boots (preferably with 3-inch heels,) but my favorite thing about fall is the leaves.
Green goes to glorious. Leaves are green because of chlorophyll. This pigment provides more than color, though. Chlorophyll is the life-giver. It gives plants to power to absorb sunlight, turning it into the energy they need to grow, make oxygen, sap, seeds, and their other products. The leaves always have brilliant colors, but these tones emerge only when the growing cycle is over, and the level of chlorophyll drops. The more hardship a plant survives in its growing season, the more glorious the colors are in autumn.
Grown women are like that. After taking care of everything and everybody, we may no longer be green, but we have survived, and we are magnificent.