"A wistful yearning for something past" says the dictionary. I have been a little nostalgic this week of Brandon's birthday and my 49th wedding anniversary.
I drove out to our old house in Potosi to see how the red maple we planted in front of the house is doing--it is beautiful. It turns red from the inside out--green leaves around the trunk and gorgeous flaming red leaves in front. Wish I had one here.
Sam would have been amazed at the change on Potosi Road--so many housing additions. He used to say that he bet a mall would one day be near our house. So far it is only a convenience store and a fire station, but he may be right with all the people around.
I, however, am so glad to be living in town a little closer to things. And I do have other trees in my backyard to look at--an old gnarled mesquite, some fruit trees, including a fig tree and others I can's identify. When God created, he went all out to do trees of all varieties. One that I am missing here is the magnolia tree (one I call the Christmas leaf tree since all Southerners use them for mantel and mail box decorations). I know they must grow in Abilene; I just have not seen one yet.
Christmas is stealthly entering my house and brain. I am playing Christmas music in the car and living room and making lists because the time seems so short between Thanksgiving and Christmas!
My favorite time of the year!!!