Its autumn in western Pennsylvania. I love it, in fact from September1 through Dec. 31, it’s my favorite time of year.
I’m a fall baby. Born in October. I love the smell, the taste, the feel of autumn. Leaves turning, the crispness of the autumn air. The drinking of cider, cold or hot, along with a fire in the backyard.
Even though summer is over, the autumn season gives us so much beauty. I liken it to life.
As I will be turning 59 soon, I am in the autumn of my life. I’m not focusing on death, but realize that our life is in seasons. This season may last a long time, but even so, it leads us to look at our own mortality.
The leaves turn a bright color before they wither and die. I want to be that way before I get to my winter season. I want to burn brightly, share beauty and grace, and never look back and miss summer.
That’s what I want.


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