This Time

We fell into a rhythm of holidays and seasonal change, cool to cold days, gray skies and pearl moon evenings with games, bonfires, and homecoming parades.   We gathered and shared food, stories, gifts, fellowship. We reached across the table,  held hands when we prayed,  pressed in together, cheek  to cheek when we arrived  andContinue reading “This Time”

Change

“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” ― Jim Bishop Too few are the days of layered-leaves,  those nippy fall afternoons we wander  under the golden boughs full of blazing  foliage that beseeches us to linger in the fading light, cozy under our scarves and mittens and filled with expectancy for theContinue reading “Change”

Leaf Peeping

“Every leaf speaks bliss to me.” — Emily Bronte In that funny way  that some husbands have of teasing,  in which my husband  excels, today he calls  me a peeping leaf-er, so I laugh and say he means a leaf peeper, but he knows and winks, so I tell him that I’ll wear that title proudly, asContinue reading “Leaf Peeping”

Colors We Have Wept

I stared long at the denuded  branches, glanced down and lost  count of the striking fire-gold leaves  in piles at my feet. This tree, bare,  bark-splitting, seems to have wept  all of its colors away on this first day  of November 2020 that stands calm  with streaks of titanium-white clouds  like brush marks above myContinue reading “Colors We Have Wept”

Pining for Renewal on Sunday Morning

Earth knows no desolation, She smells regeneration In the moist breath of decay.” — George Meredith, English Poet The house is quiet as darkness sits  with me in this early hour while I sip  my coffee and consider the day ahead.   A warm afternoon is promised, and so  is a family picnic, some longContinue reading “Pining for Renewal on Sunday Morning”

Walking Into October

Early in the morning,  just as the sun rose high  enough to warm without blinding us, we walked  into October. The birds  sang that cheery song that seems a release  of summer’s heat, a heralding for the tucked-in time of nesting in the warmth  of home. The curl of leaves  taking on the hues ofContinue reading “Walking Into October”

Holding Pattern

I’ve pushed my jackets  and sweaters back to the far  corner of my closet, again.  They had a brief  airing, a few days of wearing  before sunny summer woke from but a brief nap. We all long for that cozy-time, snuggle under hoodies and drink hot cocoa nights;   our pumpkin lattes and pumpkin  sconesContinue reading “Holding Pattern”

Autumn’s Kiss

For everything there is a season,  a time for every activity under heaven. — Ecclesiastes 3:1, NLT The once long leaves have curled in; this sun seeking flower pulled up the covers and rolled down the shades, a weary bloom asleep in the gray haze of dawn, a certain sign that summer is settling back intoContinue reading “Autumn’s Kiss”