Autumn Bliss

Farm at night

The nights bring a chill to the air

The sounds of football and marching bands become Friday night staples

I walk on crunchy, colored leaves

The candle light in the windows flickers in the evening dusk

A hot cup of coffee

A steaming mug of hot chocolate

Big, orange pumpkins for sale, by the side of the road

The honking of geese in the distance

Farmers harvesting their crops well into the night

Combine headlights looking like alien UFO’s in the fields.

Sweaters pulled out of storage

Snuggling under soft blankets

The world is having one last fashion show of color

Before it settles into it’s winter rest