I grew up in the Midwest, where we lacked mountain and ocean views, but were blessed with four distinct and lovely seasons.
Nearly all of my childhood memories are wrapped in a seasonally-coordinated bow ~ sledding on a cookie sheet in an inch of fresh snow, hunting for Easter eggs among bright daffodils and tulips, catching lightning bugs on a humid summer night, walking home from school ankle-deep in fall leaves.
I lived in Florida for more than twenty years of my adult life. Though the South does have its charm, I ached for the changing seasons like long-lost friends. Now that I’m happily at home in the Heartland, I look forward to each new season with the excitement of a childhood birthday, and I accept the gifts of the seasons with equal delight.
Which season is your favorite? I always seem to choose the one that has just begun. As I take my evening walk, I look forward to seeing how my neighbors have decorated their porches with fall’s bounty. It gives me a warm feeling to know that others are celebrating the constant and true autumnal equinox with me.
In a time when it may seem the world is spinning out of control, it’s good to remember that our Earth is still turning on its axis, making its annual pilgrimage around the Sun. Isn’t that a lovely thought?
Have you decorated for autumn? Would you please take a photo and share it on our Facebook page? I’ll get the fall rolling with a photo of my own simple porch decorations. Let’s celebrate autumn!
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the Earth seeking the successive autumns!”~ George Eliot
Think On These Things~ Alicia