What October?

I forgot it was October, the day opened bright and warmed past most September highs,  and I thought we were back in July, the summer just beginning its final act, the long sun-days that stretch into tomorrow, but November will arrive, settle the sunny- blue into a cool-gray and I’ll remember how fall teases usContinue reading “What October?”

Fall Feels

Ready for fall feels — October winds with that mild chill, fellowship gatherings  and pumpkin patches, days when memory  lingers in candlelight,  and every changing  leaf holds a promise of Christmas. —C.L. Fisher, September 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, orContinue reading “Fall Feels”

Fallow Nights

I know the wind is coming today — a prediction our weathermen inevitably get right even when they too often ready us for a rain that disappoints, but the wind, we West Texans know, will come.  This day will bring a northern gust, a cool turning to a colder rush, a reminder that winter stillContinue reading “Fallow Nights”

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”

Slim Chance of Snow

“As long as the earth remains, there will be planting and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night.” — Genesis 8:22, NLT We awoke to a weather change, that full kind of sky, full of light, full of expectation, full of what  might fall, and we baked some gingerbread scones, brewed anotherContinue reading “Slim Chance of Snow”

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”

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”