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Friday, October 2, 2009
Fall Flies In . . .
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” Albert Camus
The beauty of fall. Color dances all around us as leaves change from green to oranges, reds, and golds. The wind blows and it’s sweatshirt weather. Toasty fires emerge in the evening to sooth the soul from the work day. Farmers harvest and enjoy the fruits of their labor.
“Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.” Elizabeth Lawrence
The words of fall invoke pictures in our mind: Autumn . . . the word itself draws forth soothing thoughts . . . giving thanks . . . acorns . . . counting blessings. Harvest . . . fields of plenty . . . caramel apples . . . gathering of crops ... candy corn.
Maryland is a state where we enjoy all of the seasons. Fall brings me color . . . winter brings me snow . . . spring brings me new birth . . . summer brings me fawns. Although all sun and warm temperatures may delight some hearts, I love the changing of the seasons.
And I wonder, Is this the “fall” of life on earth? It amazes me to watch God’s plan unfold before my eyes and know that He is in control of all things. Will winter be far behind?
Some of my favorite quotes on fall:
“October gave a party: The leaves by hundreds came
The Chestnuts, Oaks and Maples, And Leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet, And Everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band.”
George Cooper
Ruth Bell Graham spoke these words in her book Footprints of a Pilgrim: “They come and go so quicky, Spring and Fall . . . as if they had not really come at all. Perhaps we could not take too much of beauty, breath-catching glory, ecstasy without relief; and so, God made them brief.”
As my co-worker, Roy Thomas, said recently, “Fall is an artist, but it is God who provides the palette and the paintbrush.”
Enjoy the beauty God paints!
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I too am a fan of the seasons. But if I had to pick a favorite, it would be "fall". I love cozy and warm sweatshirts and flannel sheets on the bed. I love the ever changing colors and the sound of crisp fallen leaves underneath my feet. And I love the fact that you posted a tribute to fall to remind us how that change is not always a dreaded thing. Thanks Carol
ReplyDeleteSweatshirts and shorts. My favorite fall attire along with a good pair of tennies. Sitting outside listening to the crickets and feeling the refreshing Canadian breeze. Ahh..life is good. Grilling hamburgers and roasting marshmallows on the deck while we watch the deer mow down our gardens....:)
ReplyDeleteFall is my favorite. I think I will ask God why He didn't make the leaves these lovely colors for the summer and then make them turn green and brown. Just askin'.
Trips to New England where mountains are so thick with the deep, bright colors it is almost palatable. Bring it.
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Love the photos!