This is Labor Day, the day when people who normally labor, don't. Except for those people that have to, such as police officers, fire fighters, Starbucks baristas and others who have to work on holidays. But I guess we're all supposed to think about labor, or laborers, or something like that.
Labor Day is not as cool as Memorial Day. Memorial Day gets the engines started for summer, which is why the Indy 500 is such an appropriate sporting event for the Memorial Day weekend. And of course, Labor Day is nowhere near as cool as Independence Day, what with it's colorful explosions of fireworks, and that's just from lighting your grill.
No, Labor Day is bittersweet. It marks the end of summer, and back to school for the kids. At least it did in my day. Now, because of all the days off during the school year, kids start school again the week before holiday. When I was young, we went back to school the day after Labor Day, and we liked it!
Labor Day begins the transition from summer to autumn, baseball to football, shorts to long pants, long hot days to short cool days. But that's fine. The world needs to keep turning. There's joy in the clear crisp of the autumn sunlight, the hunt for a really good cider donut, and the burst of color in the trees as the leaves go from green to orange and yellow and red. Labor Day is really just a transition from one set of joys to another.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment