Winter pencils a stark etching. Spring quivers in pastel. Summer glows in warm watercolors. Autumn…well, Autumn explodes into a mosaic of all the seasons combined.
On the rustic path, subtle signs of Autumn prevail. We gaze in wonder as swirling colorful leaves float gently along the trail. The smells of fresh pine and wood fires tickle our face. The honking of geese in formation create rhythm for our pace. We breathe and taste the sweet fresh air while feeling cooler breezes without a care.
It’s Autumn, that mystical time when nature dresses in spectacular hues and reminds us how great it is to let things go.
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the Autumn tree…” ~Emile Bronte~
May your blessings this season outnumber the autumn leaves!
Van Am Gram 
Beautifully expressed, as always, Beth! Summer has overstayed its welcome in Dallas, but your writing helps me to share vicariously in your enjoyment, and to anticipate eagerly our Autumn which will soon arrive. I hope that Sam is able to share in the delights of the Autumn season. Betty and your Mom enjoyed teaching their students and choristers about the seasons and the cycles of life.
Hello, friend! Thank you for the kind words and encouragement as always! Daddy enjoys riding around in the car running errands with the windows down on these glorious Autumn days. He continues to tell me his favorite stories (with a little assistance) and share his infectious smile with others. There is little I would not give to sit beside Mom and Mrs. Zum for another conversation about the seasons and cycles of life at this stage of my own life. I miss them so… Take good care; big hugs of thanks and love, beth
Wishing blessings for my gifted writer’s family during this colorful season, too.
Thank you my beautiful friend…and the same for you and yours! beth