Welcome Fall! I have missed you my dearest friend. It’s not so much as I wake up everyday thinking how much I miss you, as it is the moment you return I remember there was something missing.
Yesterday, I could feel you were on your way. There was something distinct in the air…it was the slightest hint of falling leaves, freshly stacked hay bales, warm pumpkin bread smeared with soft cream cheese, the smokey remnants of a wood fire and a lift of my spirits.
This morning, the air is again filled with summer sounds and the coolness of yesterday has been replaced by the heat and humidity that has weighed me down for what always feels like an eternity by the end of the summer.
However, as I sit here this morning looking out into the lush landscape that the warm and wet summer has produced I can see you circling through the trees calling the bravest of the leaves to come and join you in the first dance of Fall.