Quotes About Seasons

All my life's a circle; But I can't tell you why; Season's spinning round again; The years keep rollin' by.

As long as I have the friendship of the sesasons life will never be a burden to me.

And by another year, Such as God knows, with freer air, More fruits and fairer flowers Will bear, While I droop here.

Do not surrender your dreams based on the seasonality, chase them until they become a reality.

Watch the beauty of your life tree old leaves falling and allowing new ones to sprout !

God allows us to live in the time of harvest to experience the joy of the harvest

There is no REASON to keep SEASONAL people around for a LIFETIME.

Accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.

You can be an atheist three seasons out of the year, but not during spring. Spring makes it mandatory to believe in a Divine Creator.

With thee conversing I forget all time,All seasons, and their change; all please alike.Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,With charm of earliest birds.

Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once moreYe myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,And with forc'd fingers rudeShatter your leaves before the mellowing year.

It's that magnificent interlude in New York between winter and spring, when you feel the warmth stirring, and you remember that the dreadful naked trees will inevitably sprout tiny green buds, soon. Everyone rushes into the parks, the streets--and you even forget that, very soon , summer will come scorchingly, dropping from the sky like a blanket of steam...

What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.

There were no more long summers. The last was when she had played hide-and-seek with Vesey and the children. Since then the years had slipped by, each growing shorter than the one before. It had not seemed a long time, her married life. Summer and winter had run into one another. Betsy had not so much grown up as unrolled Ã¢â'¬â€œ as if she were all there at the beginning, but that each birthday unrolled more of her, made more visible, though suggesting more.

The long, slow, sweet summer that had filled us with peace was drawing to a close. The breezes might still blow warm, but around the edges of our world was a "last-time" feeling. This special kind of loveliness, these rich offerings of pasture and wood lot could not go on forever. I wanted to tuck it all inside me--the wonder of it and our own deep delight--so it would last through the winter and until the year turned again to spring.

Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of the earth. HENRY DAVID THOREAU

SAMONIOS (Oct/Nov) "seed fall" (Samhain) DVMANN[OSIOS] (Nov/Dec) "dark month" RIVROS (Dec/Jan) "frost month" ANAGANTIO[S] (Jan/Feb) "stay at home" OGRONIOS (Feb/Mar) "ice month" CVTIOS (Mar/Apr) "shower of rain" also SONNOCINGOS "beginning of spring" "wind month" GIAMONIOS (Apr/May) "shoots month" (Beltaine)

SIMIVISONIOS (May/Jun) "mid spring" "bright month" EQVOS (Jun/Jul) "horse month" "time of the herds" ELEMBIV[IOS] (Jul/Aug) "stag month" "claim time" (Lugnasad) AEDRINIOS (Aug/Sep) "hot month" (Aed is "fire") "arbitration time" CANTLOS (Sep/Oct) "song month" (harvest)

Each month of the calendar is divided into a dark half and a light half and each day is designated

My geography savors a delicious paradox: Home - a grounding - found in unearthly beauty. The predominant colors are blue, emerald, and terra-cotta. Every day, every season, I taste these colors and the intricate flavors of their unaccountable tones and hues. I have yet to earn this land. Perhaps I never will. Home is a religion. Sensibly you understand the need for it, yet not even sensible people can explain it. - from the Chapter "Finding Home

i believe in anything it would be nature - trees, clouds, rain - the life cycles that begin and end, season after season. that makes sense to me - nature as God.

Life and summer are fleeting,' sang the bird. 'Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.

Be thankful to God (Almighty) for all things and at all times. In case you don't know, there is always a reasonable reason for every season and for every lesson in life. -Emeasoba George