Last night as I slept fall came sneaking in. Like a thief that comes creeping in in the dark of night it stole our lovely weather.
And this morning I heard the steady beat of the rain on the roof and the swish of tires as they passed outside my windows on the wet road.
Last week as I drove past this old country church I thought about the inevitability of life.
Just like the flowers that were still blooming and the trees that were just beginning to be tinged with red, there would be change. The flowers would die and the trees would lose their leaves as a new season took hold. A new season just like a new day means new beginnings.
We can try to hold on to the beauty of summer, but we can't stop fall from creeping in. So my plan is to embrace it with open arms.
To enjoy the bounties that are so uniquely Autumn's.
On gray cool days I will sit by my window and watch the beauty of fall unfold.
I will plan ahead for days spent walking in the clear cool air and nights spent reading by the fire.
For the seasons of life are always changing and I feel grateful for them.