Eyes of baby lettuce colour.
Spring was in her fiery hair.
Summer lived in her fresh greenhouse ripe complexion.
She was the end, yet the beginning. Just like autumn.
Her mother, remembering Toni Morrison’s line, “There was a hint of spring in her sole green eyes, something summery in her complexion, and a rich autumn ripeness in her walk,” called her Autumn.
Autumn was not your ordinary baby who naturally became a far from ordinary individual.
How was she different? Well, as a baby she stared and stared. She was absorbing the world around her. As a little girl, she asked deep questions. “Why am I here? What is life’s purpose?”
As a school child she hung around with intellectuals. It was as though she were engineering their intelligence within herself.
Was it any wonder that Autumn completed university like a photoflash! And still had so many questions!
Her larger than life brain needed so much outlet and stimulation. Thus, she turned to writing books. Naturally, she was an instant success. Strangely enough, she chose to write children’s novels rather than academic books, arguing that only children had wide-eyed questioning souls. Her illustrator’s drawings were magical, profound, raising multiple questions. For all of her intelligence, she could not read the feelings of her illustrator.
He asked her for a date. She accepted, thinking it was a work date.
His opening words were, “Autumn, your name is Latin for ‘of woods.’ Stop searching your soul for answers. Learn to enjoy life.”
The illustrator took her on a September walk in the forest. “Look at the leaves falling in a waterfall cascade of colours. They represent you. There are the golds of your flawless skin. The still green leaves of your emerald eyes. The on-fire leaves of your red hair. The purple of your enigmatic soul. Yes, your soul is puzzling! Take my hand, I will teach you how to enjoy life. Now RUN!”
They both ran giggling down a zigzagging path to tumble into a pile of zesty gem-coloured leaves.
“This is living!” cried Autumn, realising that she was in love.