So, here in the midwest, fall is upon us. That means, apple picking, pumpkin carving, cooler temperatures and darker evenings are in store. Ironically, as the landscape begins to look more barren, I find that I tend to feel the most alive.
Sure, it's hard not to be taken by the beautiful fall colors that begin to show as the green of summer is lost. But, you would think that fall being the messenger of winter would leave a foreboding taste in my mouth. It really doesn't! In fact, it is during fall that I seem to come to grips with some of the darker shadows floating about my soul. As the cool wind cuts at my eyes, I can't help but tear up and I can't help but feel. Yes, there is certainly something magical about fall!image © held by AnnMarie Gitchell, 2013
