Autumn How I Love Thee

Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. -Carol Bishop Hipps

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. -Albert Camus


Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn. -Elizabeth Lawrence


These are some of my thoughts about the season that I hold most dear to my heart, autumn. I love it...everything about it! You can smell the beauty in the air, feel the crispness in the evening breeze and hear the leaves rustling as far as your imagination can take you. October in New England makes me want to rake every yard I see, pile the leaves as high as I can reach and jump....just jump entering childhood again and again! The other day as I was sharing my excitement about this time of year with a young girl, how captivated I am by the magnificent color of the leaves and the way they crunch beneath every step you take. Being that she is not an "adult" I thought she would for sure share in such child-like amusement but her reply simply crushed every fiber within me! She said "ugh, I hate leaves! I hate fall! I have never jumped in a pile of leaves and I hope I never have to!" Blasphemy! How? How can you be a child in New England and not jump in a pile of leaves? Since when is jumping in a pile of leaves a duty? Oh my, how the times have changed!