It’s autumn. The fog
hangs low in the morning, slowly dissipating with the warmth of the subdued
afternoon sun. Festive red, yellow and
orange colors are eye candy as we walk the trails, drive the country roads, and
rummage in the garden. The fallen leaves
that crunched under the weight of my bike now crunch under my crutches. Pumpkin fields dot the landscape. How can I
choose just one to carve? Huge crates
overflow with an abundance of colorful gourds enticing one to touch. How many can I bake? It’s a time to snuggle in, to stay inside
where it’s warm and cozy with the spiced scent of pumpkin cookies permeating
the space. It’s a time to turn inward
after our active summer, a time to let my new hip replacement heal, a time to catch up on
good books, a time to plan our trip south.
I love this season.
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