First of all, I would like to tell the weather to make up it's mind. I pulled out all my sweaters and scarves and boots and blankets in hopes of many cold morning and cozy nights, but that lasted for about negative 3 days. I love the Fall. It's constantly changing and in my opinion there isn't much more beautiful than watching God's creation bloom into fiery reds and oranges and yellows an browns. WHat I love the most is seeing it change daily or from week to week. It's such a beautiful progression, and from this I learn a lot about life. I think God made all of creation with purpose, to be able for even the trees to teach us humans a little about the lives we lead . We're born and we bloom into these beautiful little things and have so much fun as a child, and then we move on to our summer's where we are full and grown and nice and green, but we have to keep watered or we may well dry up and die. And then comes the end of our lives - the fall - when we should know that we have shown these beautiful colors and parts and pieces of our personalities like nobody's business. Just a thought.
