Autumn Leaves

 

 

Autumn Leaves

 

Sorry folks, I'm rambling already and I haven't even started this post. The thoughts are rushing through my head faster than I can type.

I've just mentioned on Mevely's Blog that Autumn makes me a little sad. I don't know why. Perhaps it's seeing the leaves dry up and fall. The photo above is from a park near me. It's a nature reserve with a large lake. Already the trees are changing colour, and the many birds and fowls are packing their bags and going to warmer climes.

Also, Autumn has Halloween and in our Church Calendar on 2 November we have All Souls' Day, in which we commemorate all the faithful departed and remember them.

All in all not a very cheerful time of the year for me.

I remember once whilst travelling for work I stayed in a hotel up North in mid-November. It was cold, raining a continuous boring drizzle all day, and grey everywhere. As it happened there was a Conference and an Exhibition at the hotel of "International Mediums". This has nothing to do with their size; they are people who claim they can communicate with the souls of the dead. There were people from many different countries there.

Now I don't think it is right to attempt to communicate with the dead. To pass the time I went to the Exhibition to see what there was on display. Out of curiosity, I bought a Luigi Board. It was useless. All I got from it was a recipe for ravioli.

In one of the side rooms there was a woman conducting a seance. I got in to listen sceptically. She claimed she could communicate with animals who had passed away. What nonsense, I thought. She told someone in the audience that her pet rabbit Fluffy is now living happily in pet heaven and is surrounded by many female rabbits. Unfortunately, Fluffy had been neutered when its owner had him as a pet.

The medium claimed that there are animals in Heaven; and the audience was pleased. Not me ... I would hate to come face to face with the Sunday roast admonishing me for having eaten it.

In another room a medium, at the audience request, tried to communicate with  Pythagoras but unfortunately had no success. "It's all Greek to me!" he said. Something to do with the square on the hippopotamus being twice the size a triangle.

To pass the time even more I wandered in another room. The man there was convincing the audience about re-incarnation. What a thought! Can you imagine coming back as a tin of condensed milk.  

By about eleven or so I went to my bedroom. I could not sleep. In the room next door there was a man banging on the wall and moaning "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" How inconsiderate. Holding a seance in his own room so loudly. I had a good mind to go round and give him a piece of my mind; but I had little to spare. So I went to sleep to the continuous banging and the moaning of "Is anyone there?"

The next morning there were ambulance people in his room. I wonder what was wrong with him?

Anyway, as I said, I don't much like Autumn ... except for this romantic song; "Autumn Leaves".