Each season has its own graces . . . the strong sunlight of summer, the scorching temperatures, the pesky Georgia gnats. In the winter, the breezes are brisk and the sun doesn’t bring its warmth on many days. The spring is new and fresh, with a slight chill in the air, along with the sunlight and showers that bring new buds and young bird families.
But the autumn is chock full of grace . . . cool breezes, leaves changing to brilliant colors, skies clear and blue like the poem says . . . “October’s bright blue weather.”
We’re not to the leaf-changing time yet, but the summer gnats are gone from my face, eyes and ears.
Of all the seasons, autumn has for me the most pleasant graces.
It’s the beginning of football season, after all, and that can’t be a bad thing.
Autumn brings another phenomenon . . . a living room.covered up with fake leaves, grapevine, pumpkins, florist wire, glue guns and lots of stuff. And from that mess emerges brilliant wreaths, table arrangements and all manner of home decor.
My sister-in-law’s house where we are currently crafting is a disaster area. Even her dog, Crosby, gets into the creative corridor, eating every grapevine piece he can find, as well as the artificial berries that inadvertently fall to the floor.
Yes, Autumn has its fair share of seasonal graces. Preparing our homes to celebrate the fall is one of those graces. Last year at this time, I was not healthy enough to enjoy this season. I am so grateful to God that this year I feel like being knee-deep in fake leaves and pumpkins. We must never forget to be grateful for the small things in life.