Autumn

Emily Dickinson called autumn "a little this side of snow."

I love the season, and it has begun here!  It is 66 degrees outside, and it rained last night (for five minutes).  But the promise of fall remains--I am ready for pumpkin pie, turkey and dressing, cranberry sauce and fallen leaves.  We all swell with thanksgiving during the season, and I am ready for that too--I've heard too much negative talk in the news lately.  We must remember what we DO have and cherish, as opposed to what we DON'T have and covet.

Thank you Lord for those promises.

Fall color

How can one not believe in God the creator when viewing the blazing leaves of autumn? Shakespeare writes about "teeming autumn, big with rich increase". Drivers can see this big autumn now in Nashville where the trees just this week have literally burst with color. Absolutely my favorite time of year!

Another writer writes about the "spendthrift gold" of the leaves. My favorites are the bright reds of the oaks and maples. I want a yard full of them. When I left Potosi, I had to leave a red oak which every October lit the whole yard with its changes that seemed to move from inside the tree to the outside leaves. I loved to sit and watch it.

Thanks you God for your creation for us lowly humans whose eyes often miss the glory of your art.

Summer is gone

Summer is gone; good riddance! The days I love in Tennessee are back: 70's temp., bright sunshine, slight breeze, leaves turning. Yea.

Nashville has a new mayor; but the national race drags on. By the time it comes to vote, we will have all given up from boredom. There is no one I want to vote for now, and I doubt that anyone will come on the scene by Nov.

Ella is a wonderful sister. She said yesterday, " Sam is so cute! Everything he does is cute.!" What a love.

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