The weather is changing. All around the Tri-Cities this morning communities were waking up to temperatures in the upper 50s and forecasts for sunny days in the low 80s. It’s not even September and still 28 days away from the autumnal equinox, but fall is almost here. I can feel it and even caught of glimpse of it’s approaching glory yesterday when Caleb spotted a tree whose leaves were beginning to change– from bright green to yellow and orange. Though calendars show that fall marks the beginning of the end of a year, fall feels like a time of new beginnings. Perhaps its because we’ve been students for so long and every fall marked a new school year. Whatever the reason, the seasonal change that happens sometime between August and October feels ripe with possibility and promise.
If you couldn’t tell by my waxing philosophical outburst above, fall is our favorite time of year in the Fragwell household and any sign that it’s approaching is greeted with great fanfare. [smile] This year the first cooler mornings are particularly exciting because they signal the start of my first full autumn in Appalachia. I can’t wait to see the changing colors in a brand new setting and am already anticipating the beauty of the views surrounding “The Parsonage” that will only be revealed when the leaves begin to fall.
Today I am thankful for cooler mornings.
What are you grateful for?
Growing in Gratitude: A weekly series on “Daily Musings on Life Together” The psalmist wrote, “Sing a joyful noise to the Beloved all peoples of the earth! Serve the Lord with a glad heart! Join hands in the great Dance of Life!” (from Nan Merrill’s Psalms for Praying). Join me in this dance each Monday as I practice giving thanks for things big, small, tangible, and intangible. Feel free to count your blessings in the comments.