Slowly dying

The grass isn't green anymore..

Its actually started to become depressing by looking at something that's suppose to make you feel bright and happy. It feels like just yesterday that I was looking out and it was all beautiful and just the vibe you got by being able to see the fish in within the rays of sunlight going threw the water.

Now dad isn't even watering the grass anymore, and is about to make the change of putting the fish back into the garage for winter. The colors are so gloom, and makes me realize how fast time is going. We don't even realize how fast its all going by us. The years before I would just look outside and see it as one day It being summer, then in a blink of an eye it was almost winter.. where did the time go? Since observing, that has changed for me.. I get to see the everyday changes that I might not even realize at the time. But as days keeping breezy by, I realized something major. That after the  climax of all of the beauty being the best it could be this year, came the slow changes. Everyday its slowly dying,

As the water is getting darker its harder to see the fish

Leafs are falling in the water, and rotting away before we get the chance to clean them out. It's making the water darker than normal, and makes it look colder outside. The trees are starting to gloomp down, why do they have to look so sad? We had to unplug the water pump for one of the ponds because it was getting plugged by everything that was getting into the water.

Its all happening so fast. I'm not ready for the pond to stand still for the winter.

It makes me realize that reality is kicking in.  It stands out to me very well that everything has its beginning, climax, and end. Sometimes the end gets restarted, and it goes threw the cycle as many times as it can. With the pond, we go through it every year. Its a guidance of what time of the year it is.. and depending on that determines the life I'm living at the moment. For the one's that aren't a cycle, like amongst other things in life. Those things that just end in life, that you never get to see again.. either be a shame or a blessing.  I feel blessed that for the past couples years I'v got to see the pond go threw its changes threw the years. I'm excited now that I'll be noticing other things about the pond that I haven't before. Since before I never really looked at the pond while it was looking not at its best.

That's exciting for me, because it's a small breakthrough. That even when something may be dying, you still have to give it attention.. Life is still with it, its not lost or gone yet. You cant give up on it. Because its still beautiful, you just have to look at in a different way now. That's what I'm trying to do. I don't want to be the person who stops looking just because its starting to look different.