This weekend, I saw it. It was very sparse and hard to find but, yes, it was there. One single tree in the woods was turning. Its green leaves were skirted with the wonderful light yellow color that heralds the coming of autumn, my most favorite season. I would be in 7th heaven if it were autumn year round. I love the weather as the heat of the day cools off and the evenings start to have that chill bite. I love to wear jeans and sweaters and take long walks in the brisk, clean air, or simply sit on the porch swing and watch the wind blow colors around the yard—golds and oranges from the maples, reds from the sweet gums. I love pumpkin patches filled with orange and yellow corn shocks in the yards. How I long to pile up the leaves and watch the children run crashing through them sending a flurry of colors into the air like golden snowflakes to fall again into our hair. Yes, hurry along autumn—don’t be shy. I’ve missed you.
Submitted to Top Blog Mag for this week's theme of colors.