I've maxed out. Closed this blog. |
This is a way of making myself write something coherent and grammatically correct almost every day. I'm opinionated and need an outlet. I'm also prone to flights of fancy. Thanks for stopping by. |
I love fall. The colors are finally beginning to change here. The leaves are beginning to fall. Pumpkins are everywhere. Local apples are not very abundant yet. Fall and winter squash are being harvested at local farms. Autumn color mums are plentiful. In a few weeks the mountains will be spectacular. We'll have a little low smoke fire in the fire pit (so we don't choke the neighbors) and drink a little hot cider out on the patio. It's time for dried beans to be cooked, College football has been on for the last 5 weeks; now the air will be crisper. In the mornings, we need jackets. By afternoon, the students have donned shorts. I could keep autumn all year long.I think of all the songs that mention autumn or those months. The Fantasticks "Follow"--Try to remember the kind of September..." or Camelot's "If Ever I Would Leave You"---"I've seen how you sparkle when fall nips the air...", The autumn is a celebration of the harvest and so much more. The autumn of life is that last great display of beauty and color before the long winter. Autumn is the middle age if winter is elderly age. It's an exciting, rich display |