It's feeling like Autumn. I know that those of you from, say, So. California, may not understand the changing of the seasons. I grew up there. It's either...hot...or hotter with a few torrents of rain that cause flooding. It has it's own beauty and charm, don't get me wrong.
But up here in the beautiful Pacific Northwest...well at least the part of the region that I am from, has amazing transitions from one time of year to the next. The awe that I feel each time I experience it, never ceases.
Autumn is my favorite amongst them all. The mornings, crisp. How the air grabs your face when you step outside. The wind blows through the trees that look like giant nectarines during the day. And the night, with its fresh cut, burnt cinder smell, finds you wrapped in thick blankets to keep the chill away.
It brings thoughts of harvest. A time to reap what has been sown within the past months and the knowing of a job well done or at least the effort put behind it. It brings thankfulness for those around you, who you love, who have shared the deepest, hardest and most special times the past year. Thankfulness for those who were significant to those hard times, without them, the lessons would not have come, followed by the wisdom. It awakens in me the appreciation I have and value I see in all these people. I realize, more so, how blessed I am.
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