Our weather has taken a cold turn.
Autumn is here, but winter is making her way. It is time to prepare for the turning of the seasons.
Today it was time to clear the gutters. Time to drain the hoses and the running water in the garage. Time to remove the potted begonia my parents had given us in early summer. The vivid pink blooms had brightened the door by the sun porch, but it was bitten by frost last night.
Today, we sipped hot coffee in the afternoon. We took a short drive to look at lovely homes and autumn wreaths and lingering color and pumpkins on front stoops because we need to soak it up while we can. Back at home, we lit candles as we did our household chores. We ate pumpkin waffles and bacon for dinner.
I am thankful for the gentle rhythm of the seasons. The day-by-day changes in the air and the sunrises and sunsets. The slow changes in our views, in the smells, in the routines of our days and our nights.
The seasons remind me of His faithfulness, for "while the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, winter and summer, and day and night shall not cease."
I too am thankful "for the gentle rhythm of the seasons." As sad as my begonias and tender plants look today, I know the turning of the seasons give me contentment.ReplyDelete
Your lovely first photo reminds me of Colonial Williamsburg. The pumpkin waffles for dinner look divine.
I feel the same way. I am so thankful to live in a place where we experience the joys of all of the seasons!Delete
I thought that tree was particularly lovely . . . taken on a local drive. Happy end of fall to you, Martha Ellen!
That’s a supper meal I could enjoy. All the fall chores done is a good feeling. How good to be able to enjoy the seasons. I am not always so good with that.ReplyDelete
Vee, there are definitely seasons that I like less than others (hello summer), but I do love the coming and going of each one and how that speaks to the faithfulness of our Father. (I can imagine that it is difficult to get excited about a Maine winter-and-a-half!)Delete
I too love the seasonal changes, but at the minute parts of England are suffering very bad floods...not such a gentle rhythm.ReplyDelete
Nothing gentle about floods! Praying that God will have mercy on the flood-ravaged areas . . .Delete
Catching up an all of your thanks givings here. Now that I'm retired and don't have to spend hours on the computer, I'm not on the computer as much so checking in tonight to read your days of thanks! Your kitchen peek looks wonderful!ReplyDelete
Thank you! And no worries, friend! There is certainly nothing wrong with limited computer time. I am glad to have you stop by here any time that it works for you.Delete
The changing seasons really are one of my favourite things in life. And I do love when the shift comes gently ... where we are eased from one to the other. However, nature often has different ideas for us. Haha. One can go to bed on a day where it was all golden and lovely and wake up the next morning to find the world covered in snow. Still, it's all part of the adventure.ReplyDelete
Hope you get all your autumn chores done before the great white change comes upon you. Especially emptying the hoses.
Brenda, in fact, that very non-gentle shift came to us today! Yesterday was sunny and in the mid-60s . . . and then today, cold and snow! It was a good day to stay cozy inside and I had that luxury today.Delete