Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
–George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans)
My spirit soars in fall.
As Emerson once wrote, “Nature always wears the color of the spirit.” And if I could tell you the colors of my spirit, it would be a melting pot of burnt ambers, rusty browns, ruby reds, burnished oranges and soft yellows.
We enjoyed fall to the fullest this weekend with a camping trip to Deogyusan National Park, now our fourth national park we have visited in Korea. We are starting to collect mapped handkerchiefs of each park. Hopefully by the end of our time here I will have enough for a patchwork park quilt.
It was one of those weekends that left me breathless with the beauty of Korea in autumn. The mountainsides were literally ablaze in color.
Under the spirit-soaring blanket of fall, we hiked, camped, sat around a warm campfire and strolled beneath the many tints of autumn.
And now, unfortunately, we’re back to the everyday colors of school. A whirlwind of maroon and white in one of our busiest weeks. Tomorrow is our open class with parents who will stare at us like the aliens we are. Wish us luck. And poise. And good humor. And good Emily-Witt teacher voices.