Seasons

"The amen of Nature is always a flower"

Oliver W. Holmes

Where does time go? The calendar says October is less than a week away and you know what that means, Christmas is just around the corner and then, another year has passed. The passing of time is marked by more than days on a calendar though. Each morning as I head out the door for work, I am greeted by cool, crisp, 50 something autumn air instead of a muggy, 80 something degrees. The leaves on the dogwood tree have begun to turn red along with the yellow of the sweet gum. (and the dreaded sweet gum balls)

Nature tells time in such a beautiful way that touches all the senses. The wonderful array of color all year, the smell of fresh cut grass, the feel of walking through it barefoot, and the perfume of the flowers in Spring, the sound of the birds in song, wind rustling in the trees and the taste of fresh veggies in Summer, the smell of fallen pine straw and the feel of the cool mornings in Fall and the taste of snow ice cream, gumbo (well it's made with things from nature)and the smell of smoke from fire to warm a home in the Winter. These are just a few of the things in Nature that cause our senses to take notice.

We plan to take a few days to enjoy this beautiful world God has provided for us. We are heading to the mountains and plan to spend most of our time outdoors, beginning with a cup of coffee on the porch. I hope you will take some time in the next few weeks to enjoy nature with all your senses.

I'll be seeing, tasting, smelling, feeling and hearing till next time,

Aunt C