“End of Season” implies a specific time of year, but it is not quite that simple. It is really a progression from one season to the next. Signs of one season die away and make way for the newness of another.
The process unfolds at first with subtle hints, then picks up at an uneven pace, a two-steps-forward-and–one-step-back kind of thing. Finally, inevitably, the new season overtakes the old with certainty.
New wildflowers poking up through snow, fallen leaves in grass still green remind us of what has passed and what is to come. End of season transitions in Michigan tend to be quite lengthy. At times it is difficult to identify the season simply from the calendar. For this reason, season transitions are to me seasons in themselves and offer four additional times of year to enjoy beauty in a new way.