"Life is different up there- it almost foretells the future and reminisces the past. For the good of everyday is located up in the sky, also known as the heavens. From the falling leaves to the orange sunsets, fall touches the landscape of earth both near and far."
Sip some spiced tea, or even a latte, whichever you prefer. I am going to take you on an adventure.
Imagine it is 1962 and you are walking down a sidewalk that seems ever so endless. The cool breeze touches your nose as both feet trudge through the autumn leaves. There is nothing like it -like the smell of pumpkin pie coming fresh out of the old trusty oven. That smell always piques the interest of anyone. It becomes evident that maple trees are changing their green leaves to something a little more elegant. You look up and see birds chirping happily as your feet stroll by. So it seems that life is getting better. They say the grass is greener on the other side, and so that is true with the change of seasons. With the summer heat finally over and the 'ber' months have finally begun.
The faint taste of cinnamon and nutmeg are filling the air as the neighbor Deborah Jones is cooking dessert as her family waits eagerly at the dinner table. Things were quaint and quiet back then. So it seemed everyone helped themselves and each other to a fall festival. It was the month of the great harvest. Apples, pumpkins, and peaches were passed awry throughout the neighborhood. Good ole uncle John made his famous apple cider recipe. You laugh as you remember three years ago today you discovered the only way to drink his apple cider is to add a little vinegar. It provides the perfect tang and sweetness to the pallet. Mary Jane brought her smoked apple pie. Oh how every bite tasted so worthwhile.
Grandma was out harvesting some fresh corn from the field. There was nothing better than raw, fresh corn. The way those kernels popped against your teeth biting down was wonderful. Every kid's dream was to steal corn from her field because there was something so right about that corn. It became evident that Mr. Jackson down the road was picking pumpkins to donate for the kids in town.
There really wasn't anything like fall. With the harvest in full swing, many people were talking about regarding their very own cornucopia of food. Blessings, blessings, and more blessings filled the sky rich with love, faith, and charity.
Just recently lots has happened with the seasons around the state of Utah. That is right... fall is coming, and she is coming very quickly. It has been nice recently because I have actually had to start wearing comfortable long sleeves again. Every time I think about fall I get a smile on my face. There is something so rewarding about harvest season. I could hardly imagine life without fall. I guess it would be pretty drab and dry.
Stay tuned for more blog posts. I will be posting regularly again. (: