Gratitude for the Glory

by Suzanne on October 24, 2012

The lacy burgundy of the Japanese maple flirts with golden-bronze of the massive oak at its side. Aspen and poplar, as brilliant as a child’s yellow crayon, toss their leaves to the chilly breeze.  Stately trees holding to their green, tower above the riotous play of color, like dignified parents overseeing free-spirited children.

Teenaged cardinals, blue jays, and mockingbirds chase each other through fallen leaves.  Geese honk a raucous farewell across the sky on their way to warmer climes.

Squirrels race across naked branches, shaking loose the last hard green walnuts.

Blue skies sport puffy, rolling clouds, belying the bite of the early morning chill as I walk to the mailbox.

I’m so grateful for this extended glorious, colorful season!

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