The Season is changing again, as it always does.
Ducks flying in V-formation to the ponds, soaking in the golden sun.
The air begins to cool, but the ground holds its warmth a little longer.
A little older, a little wiser, a little more gentle toward others.
Remembering the wonders of childhood, when the smallest things could make me stop and stare in wonder.
Change is not always easy. Change is releasing with one hand, as we stretch forward and grasp with the other.
Welcome fall, Welcome late rains, Welcome change.
“While the earth remains, seed time and harvest, and cold and heat, and Summer and
winter, and day and night shall not cease” Genesis 8:22