"She danced through the air in a ballad with the warm and gentle breeze. She spread her wings and she flew through sunshine. She spread her wings and she flew through rain. She flew over water, then over land again, but she did not search for peace. All the while it had been in her heart, she just had to listen for it."

Friday, August 27, 2010

~ IT IS NEAR ~


I ran across this picture in my cell phone today & realized how closely fall is approaching! Fall is by far my most favorite time of the year. In fact, there are SO many things I love about this time of year I could never just pick one. To name just a few: the fall breeze - that crisp smell in the air where just the simple task of opening your windows brings in that magical rejuvenating burst of life, OH and then there is PUMPKIN (isn’t that a fun word hehe) … pumpkin pies, pumpkin bread, pumpkin lattes, pumpkin pancakes, scones & muffins, pumpkin cookies & cakes, pumpkin soups & pumpkin side dishes AND carving pumpkins; this time of year we’re surrounded by pumpkins & I am a sucker for ANYTHING with the word pumpkin in it! Then of course, there are the colors of fall. Makes my heart giddy with joy just saying those words “colors of fall” … I spent many of my latter years in Colorado where this time of year the Aspens are bursting with bright reds, oranges & yellows against the deepest of greens of the Evergreens and it is without words, breathtaking – beautiful doesn’t even begin to describe it! I have this memory of one fall day I had spent driving through the Rockies just absorbing the picturesque scenes around me, forever it will be embedded into my mind! Unfortunately, “Sparkles” colorful season is not the fall. But she has her own way of making up for that as the spring ground breaks with bundles of wild flowers in shades you have only seen in your dreams! So for now, I will just have to resort to my memory if I want to soak up falls astounding colors and that will suffice until I get to see it first hand again.

To sum up my love & connection to this time of year: Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot


in peace & harmony,
Whitney

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