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| Eagle Island State Park |
I have a bowl of tomatoes on my counter
- remnants of a bountiful garden. There is a pot of Butternut Squash
Soup simmering on the stove top – my first attempt. The squash is
also part of the last of the harvest. A batch of cinnamon rolls is
baking in the oven – an overdue gift. As I look out the window,
gold colored leaves scatter the green lawn, reminding me that there
is work to do outdoors. The swaying trees also remind me that there
is more work to come. The weatherman is promising snow for the
weekend. |
| Scotch Pines Golf Course |
I am trying to live in the moment. In
the spring I can't wait for my newly planted garden to produce. In
the fall I pray for a frost to slow the workload! Today, however, I
am enjoying the season with its beauty, its unpredictability, and its
ever changing vistas. As I roam the country roads, I marvel that the
green and gold fields so recently blocking my view have become beige
carpets neatly groomed and awaiting the interruption of spring. The
wind, tho it hinders my forward progression, cleanses the air and
clarifies the horizon.
I know that the thundershowers and snowstorms
are coming. They, too, will have a beauty of their own. Today, I
glory in the colors of the season.
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