There is something so special in the early leaves drifting from the trees–as if we are all to be allowed a chance to peel, to refresh, to start again.”
Ruth Ahmed
It is hard to let go of summer with its picnics and camping out.
You may have been busy with gardening or day trips that sought a new route.
I’ve thought about why we call weather changes a “season,” and the answers have come to me.
Like salt brings out flavor in a soup, the fall air adds spice in the trees.
We walk a little faster and the sky’s so blue it swallows us whole.
There is cider/pumpkin everything and we begin to set new goals.
Bringing out the cozy clothes is a new start for what it’s worth,
The falling leaves remind us that with death and loss can come rebirth.
The crisp, fresh taste of an apple or the smell of burning leaves,
Provide the seasoning needed to reach all that our hearts perceive.
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