Fall...

Fall is a good thing. The subtle changes in the weather. The air seems sleepy, it is easier to breathe somehow. I love to walk in the morning when the crispness of the air just begins. Seeing the reds, yellows, and oranges replace the brightness of the greens. I was born in an Indian Summer, married during an end of season hurricane, the majority of my babies arrived in the crispness of fall, I think I may just request that I be buried in fall. How lucky we are to have this season, to experience it's beauty.It has been a long time since I have gotten to experience seasons changing and I am so happy to see Fall again.Very little to do with the post, but these are the Gnomes I made for Emma's School's Fall nature table.