Monday, September 08, 2008

Signs of the Time

A certain smell . . . in the air.
A certain feel . . . in the air.

An occasional wild goose that triggers memories.
Labor Day weekend.
Summer activities coming to an end.
School beginning.

Yellow buses flooding the streets.
Kids with lunch boxes.
Vacations (unless you're a lucky person able to go in the fall) over.

Nippy nights.
Less air conditioners.
Apples turning red (or yellow)

Shorter days.

Knowing its time to start fall flower bed cleaning, but fighting the urge to put it off.

Pumpkins popping up everywhere.

Magazines with fall pictures.

Eyeing the trees with nuts and just knowing wondering who's going to be the quickest to get to them -- you or Mr. Squirrel.

Thoughts of fall decorating.
Catalogs in the mail with fall and winter clothes.

The best time of the year!

Far away, there in the sunshine, are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead. --Louisa May Alcott


1 comment:

Arlene said...

Fall is a beautiful time of the year,but we know winter is just around the corner. We can always desirn when it is fall. Enjoy your blog.

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