Fall brings with it a quiet stillness in my heart that makes we want to sit and breathe and soak up life all coming before the changing of the leaves.  I am the Fall, my life having passed through child-hoods of Spring with all of its many soaked umbrellas and yellow flowers and wet feet on black pavement as they go run up and down the street.   Pink-polished toes and piggy tails and kites flying high in the wind.  Then just as quickly, my self ran into Summer like tiny bikini-clad bodies running through a backyard sprinkler and the oh so many cones of ice cream and jump rope and skipping stones.  Summer ran so fast through the season of my life that only my child-like view enabled me to soak it all in as I basked in all it’s sunny glory….a free spirit who loves the rising of the summer sun almost as much as bare feet on the beach.  But, alas, I am here in my Adirondack chair with things slowed down to the point of real appreciation.  There is a gentleness which comes with the Fall, the need to sit and wait and watch as the green leaves all turn to red and yellow and orange.  I, wrapped all snug in my lightly pink scarf, sitting patiently and reflectingly on all the many seasons which have come and gone in my life.  I think, perhaps, I like the Fall the best for with it comes the fullness of heart’s appreciation of a childhood well spent and a life well lived.  Now, as I take on the simplest tasks, I breathe each one in with a knowing-ness which comes with age.  Life, with its many seasons is a good reason to be happy, to be joyful, to be grateful and with each season comes a closer appreciation and for me, a still very young heart, who, while loving my Spring and Summer has truly learned to enjoy this season most…..

 

The FALL