ma's school there are these beautiful fallen red leaves that litter the ground. In some areas the leaves pool and pile up and in others the leaves have been trampled on and ground down. Each day for the past few weeks though as we walk towards our car, I look down and admire the leaves. A few weeks ago one of the teachers made these place mats with the kids names and leaves scattered around the edges. The only reason I saw them was because I was laminating them. They leaves were pretty and most looked fallish but I thought to myself, "Why didn't they pick up any of the red leaves? What a pity to leave such beauty unnoticed." True I could have not seen the whole picture and they maybe were looking only for certain colors. They of course have a right to pick up any color that strikes them. The red however, is what really strikes me. How does nature turn something so intensely green into a color of red that makes my heart leap and my spirit fly? I know there is a scientific answer and I'm not really looking for that at the moment. I just wanted to jot down this feeling. I wanted to share my love of fall and I wanted to remember for later when it's cold and drab, that warm, pleasant, reasuring color of the leaves, especially the red, as I pick Emma up from school and sillily complain about the slight cold in Paradise! I want to remember that brillant red color that only happens once a year and be enveloped by the comfort and peace of mind it brings to me. Even if the glance of leaf is only for a moment, that red stays with me for the rest of the day. Thank you red leaf, thank you Heavenly Father, and thank you nooks and crannies where those precious red leaves get blown to and stay perfect for but a moment. I consider that moment made just for me.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Oh Fall how doth thou comfort!
All over the front of Em
ma's school there are these beautiful fallen red leaves that litter the ground. In some areas the leaves pool and pile up and in others the leaves have been trampled on and ground down. Each day for the past few weeks though as we walk towards our car, I look down and admire the leaves. A few weeks ago one of the teachers made these place mats with the kids names and leaves scattered around the edges. The only reason I saw them was because I was laminating them. They leaves were pretty and most looked fallish but I thought to myself, "Why didn't they pick up any of the red leaves? What a pity to leave such beauty unnoticed." True I could have not seen the whole picture and they maybe were looking only for certain colors. They of course have a right to pick up any color that strikes them. The red however, is what really strikes me. How does nature turn something so intensely green into a color of red that makes my heart leap and my spirit fly? I know there is a scientific answer and I'm not really looking for that at the moment. I just wanted to jot down this feeling. I wanted to share my love of fall and I wanted to remember for later when it's cold and drab, that warm, pleasant, reasuring color of the leaves, especially the red, as I pick Emma up from school and sillily complain about the slight cold in Paradise! I want to remember that brillant red color that only happens once a year and be enveloped by the comfort and peace of mind it brings to me. Even if the glance of leaf is only for a moment, that red stays with me for the rest of the day. Thank you red leaf, thank you Heavenly Father, and thank you nooks and crannies where those precious red leaves get blown to and stay perfect for but a moment. I consider that moment made just for me.
ma's school there are these beautiful fallen red leaves that litter the ground. In some areas the leaves pool and pile up and in others the leaves have been trampled on and ground down. Each day for the past few weeks though as we walk towards our car, I look down and admire the leaves. A few weeks ago one of the teachers made these place mats with the kids names and leaves scattered around the edges. The only reason I saw them was because I was laminating them. They leaves were pretty and most looked fallish but I thought to myself, "Why didn't they pick up any of the red leaves? What a pity to leave such beauty unnoticed." True I could have not seen the whole picture and they maybe were looking only for certain colors. They of course have a right to pick up any color that strikes them. The red however, is what really strikes me. How does nature turn something so intensely green into a color of red that makes my heart leap and my spirit fly? I know there is a scientific answer and I'm not really looking for that at the moment. I just wanted to jot down this feeling. I wanted to share my love of fall and I wanted to remember for later when it's cold and drab, that warm, pleasant, reasuring color of the leaves, especially the red, as I pick Emma up from school and sillily complain about the slight cold in Paradise! I want to remember that brillant red color that only happens once a year and be enveloped by the comfort and peace of mind it brings to me. Even if the glance of leaf is only for a moment, that red stays with me for the rest of the day. Thank you red leaf, thank you Heavenly Father, and thank you nooks and crannies where those precious red leaves get blown to and stay perfect for but a moment. I consider that moment made just for me.
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Thanks for sharing your JOY! Nature IS amazing!
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