I walked through the forest with wet shoes and misty air nipping my ears. What a unique time of year, autumn. This season reveals so much about the changes in life in its subtle, colorful demeanor.
The words writers string together to describe this season are so soulful. Autumn is a gentle elder with a houseful of harvest. Go out and enjoy a walk to her place, rake in the sound of fallen leaves swishing under your boots, watch your breath flutter into the cloudy sky. Environmental writer Hal Borland provides some especially beautiful words…
“Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What person can stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see the span of his or her world and the meaning of the rolling hills that reach to the far horizon?” – Hal Borland (quoted from here)
What does autumn mean to you?