All About Fall---Pages straight from "God's Coloring Book"
Posted: Friday, September 22, 2006
by Sandra E. Graham
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It is really hard to say which is my favorite season, but if I were pressed, I think I would opt for the fall season. When all the changing leaves have reached their prime fall colors, it would be hard for any artist to do justice to nature’s own creative collage of brilliance.
When we first moved to the area that we now have called home for some sixteen plus years, my husband and I took weekend drives in all directions around the countryside before committing ourselves to a permanent location. The flaming beauty of the trees wearing their fall coats was what drew my attention first and foremost. Less than ten miles from the busy hustle and bustle of the city, the winding and dipping two-lane black top took us through sights that filled my mind with Kodakrome images.
My tiny grandson waves his hands at the birds and shouts, “Plane! Plane!" Well, I guess that’s close for a two-year-old. I patiently explain that no, they are birds---big birds that are migrating to warmer climates. And he seems satisfied with that and moves his attention back to the wagon and the heavy load we are moving slowly up to the back deck. We have taken down the gazebo, stored the picnic tables and swings. Soon we will be covering the pool and closing it for the winter.
We finally leave the backyard and move around to the front of the house where we are greeted by the smell of burning leaves. Shouting, “Papa, Papa!" my grandson runs toward my husband who is in the process of raking some brightly colored leaves onto an ever growing pile that sends blue smoke and red and orange flames up into the autumn air.
“Hot! Hot!" he stops and points his tiny fingers at the flames. We have taught him well.
He knows to look and not touch. “Pretty," he coos. Then finding his very own little rake he earnestly begins to start his own pile of leaves.
I have brought out my camera and start snapping shot after shot of the glowing trees, wanting to catch the last vestiges of the fall colors before they have all fallen to join their predecessors on the ground. The mid afternoon soon sets a fiery brilliance in my mum and pansy gardens. I love these fall flowers that stretch the look of summer well into the colder months. The Camellias that I had planted along the walk last year have just begun to bloom and are quickly becoming eye candy.
One last chore before the sun goes down sends me back to the back deck where I have to remove the hummingbird feeders from their stations, clean them, and store them away for the winter. I have read somewhere that you must do this or the little critters won’t fly away to their winter habitat. I have also been told that you don’t have to worry that they won’t return, because they remember from year to year where the food bar is and so far they have never failed to fill our back yard with their lively antics every summer.
Yes, I must say that the autumn season is my favorite time of year. There are so many things we must do ourselves, as we watch nature prepare a bed for Mother Earth. It truly is---All About Fall. All things must rest and renew.
Here’s hoping you enjoy the season as much as I do.
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by Sandra E. Graham, author---AMOS JAKEY---published by American Book Publishing.
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Top-level comments on this article: (2 total)Very nice and pleasant to read article. I too love the fall. Relief from the harshness of summer and not quite too cold to shiver!
This was good reading. I am living in Dallas and I miss the drives along tree lined blacktops back east. New England has some very beautiful fall scenery. This article certainly took me back.
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