I love Fall.
Watching the trees change color and the leaves fall to the ground. Raking the leaves off the lawn is like a sort of 'cleaning house'.....removing things that no longer are useful to get back to the base...the ground floor so to speak.
Don't get me wrong I love Spring and Summer too.......but for different reasons. Maybe I'm just getting older and more sentimental, but Fall triggers a nesting in me and makes me reflect on years past. Friends anew and old, and friends who have gone.
Then there is the one special leaf you find in your raking chore.......it's perfect. Perfect coloration, perfect shape, just perfect. That leaf remnds me of things I may have rejected too quickly........blessings overlooked or dismissed. When I find such a leaf I keep it for awhile, take it out and ponder over it until my heart is settled :)
Did I mention that I love Fall ?
