"It was one of those perfect autumn days which occur more frequently in memory than in life."
~ P. D. James
I remember walking up the hill from the bus stop on fall days. The leaves were falling and they were BIG! Have you been picking up leaves? When you open up your "keeper" books in future years, you'll thank yourself for placing them between the pages.
Growing up in the Pacific Northwest, I always wore a coat. The air was damp and the wind cutting. Here in Colorado, the air is dry and if it isn't snowing, the bright skies make it possible to go coatless. I remember a warm little camel-colored coat with a shiny lining. I had a tweedy woven fabric coat, autumn-colored. I had a puffy red jacket. Every fall, I got a warm coat. Do you remember a childhood coat?
I have just this week of school before my fall break. We're going to a warm place and then Bill is having hip replacement surgery so I'll need to take an additional week off. During November, Bill will be recovering and then my delightful mama is coming to stay with us for a week and she'll be here on feast day! Doesn't the thought of a nice brown roasted turkey make you smile?
Well, with those fall thoughts, I'm having one more cup of coffee and a dip into my Bible before I leave for school.
I hope you have a colorful week of holiday thinking because I believe the consideration of tradition and family joy is the sweetest treat of the season.