The day began early, after a fitful night’s sleep. Normally, sleep comes easily to me, often times as soon as my head hits the pillow. I was up soon after the dimly lit morning got underway. After getting dressed, brushing my teeth and washing my face, I was ready to face the day. The cool morning air, ushered in by a large cold front from Canada, chilled my bare arms. I made a mental note to wear my jacket when I went over to the barn to feed the animals. The sky was gray and overcast on this Friday. It was just beginning to barely look like Fall, even though it is feeling like it.
The greens of summer are starting to fade. The flowers of the field have turned to a golden yellow, and a few leaves are getting ready for their colorful Autumn parade. I listen as geese lift off from the pond across the road. I know geese can be messy and downright mean when they want to be, but I love to watch them flying in formation. They stick together, they work together, to make it to their destination.
The other day, at the grocery store, I picked up some canned pumpkin and some pumpkin spice. I love all things pumpkin and so, I have plans for (sugar free) pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin muffins, and pumpkin roll. There is something about this time of year, the scent of apple and spice candles, soft blankets, warm drinks, cooler temperatures and beautiful colors. A couple of months of blazing glory before winter sets in…..
Here you go again. I’m headed back to Shenandoah, Iowa, my hometown, where your words and images remind me so much of home. Can’t say that for Atlanta. Hot, muggy, too many cars and too many people. I am looking forward once more to reveling in It Just Dawned On Me this fall.