Posts Tagged ‘autumn’

First Fire of Autumn

IMG_2129Wes and I have some good conversations on our daily commutes. This morning we remarked on the vibrant colors of changing fall leaves.

“Which color that you see is your favorite?”
“Oh, Mama, I love the red leaves.”
“Me, too. The way the sun shines on them, it looks kinda like–”
“FIRE!”
“That’s just what I was going to say!”
“I know, Mama.”

(And YES, he DOES tack on “Mama” to nearly everything he says to me. It’s like he likes the way it sounds, or maybe it’s a way to reiterate his points. I don’t know, really, but it’s pretty great.)

Usually I dislike this time of year because the season changes quickly in a long, drawn-out winter. Subconsciously I’ve associated fallen leaves with deadness and lifelessness, and it spoils my chance to embrace the beauty and coziness of October. Easily affected by sunlight and season changes, I know it begins with my moodiness.

I’ve felt pretty dead inside most of this calendar year. I’ve experienced death in various forms: the death of my grandma in January, friends recovering from miscarriage, and the recent death of a friend in September – the combination of which left me shaking and unstable. I didn’t realize how much I had been exponentially mourning these losses. During this time, I felt that I had also said goodbye to unrealistic hopes and dreams. And, in a way, saying goodbye to our first home in a flurry and whirlwind didn’t easily close a door that I had wanted to shut gently behind us.

The extended dry spell (and resulting sunshine) and surprising warmth over the last couple weeks has helped tremendously. It’s like the fog cleared some of the haze away. I’ve spent more quality time with loved ones and friends, which does wonders to my soul.

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Picking up a friend for an evening play date of leaf piles, bonfires and s’mores with fellow neighbor kids.

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And October brings many chances to celebrate LIFE. Our Godson, Lucian, was a long-awaited answer to prayer on October 13, 2014. It’s hard to believe he’s here – let alone 1 year old. Last week, my grandpa turned 89, and on his birthday my sister witnessed a few of his good, hearty laughs that we used to hear much more as kids than we do now. And this week, we celebrate my wonderful mom and my vivacious 3-year-old nephew, Josiah.

IMG_2059On a lighter note, Steven and I were featured in an Indianapolis Star article on divided households in preparation for this season’s Colts vs Patriots game. It was great fun to be light-hearted, and we received a wealth of fun support and (mostly loving) teasing from family to people we haven’t heard from in years.

Twice in the last few weeks I have heard people use the same analogy about their desire for a “burning bush” from God – a clear directive. Maybe the fire we saw in those red leaves today were shining for me. When God appeared to Moses in the form of a burning bush, he said (paraphrased):  I have seen the misery of my people, and I am concerned about their suffering. So I have come to rescue them.

Those red leaves were beautiful. And the sky was so blue against them. How could I have not seen such October beauty before? Also – it’s so good to have the Good Guy on your side, isn’t it?

Posted: October 19th, 2015
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Oh, hai, Fall.

Today was an all-around great fall-ish day. The weather was perfect. And it was a rare day off in the middle of Walk to End Alzheimer’s season to boot. I will now wow you with a collection of photos and cute happenings from little people.

If you’re looking for a killer deal, head to a small, local pumpkin patch on the inaugural morning of their annual month-long fall festival. They opened at 9 a.m., and we arrived at 9:30, only to be greeted by a bunch of apologetic employees saying most things were still being set up (apparently there’s a super awesome pumpkin-eating dinosaur). In return, we received half off our admission AND a season pass to come back later. You know what’s the best? A two-year-old doesn’t know any different, so it was a fun morning with the promise of another fun morning(s).

There were tractors (RACK [pause] TOR!) and pumpkins (PUN-kin) and miniature horses (neighs) and baby goats (baaa) to pet. We walked through a corn maze and discovered a tractor which was brilliantly turned into a slide. Wes kicked and screamed mightily when we had to go. We were covered in mud, and it was great. Even stopped for pumpkin spiced lattes on the way home.

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Once home, we found a praying mantis on our front porch. Also found were grasshoppers and crickets resting in our new mums. How cool. Probably any other day I would have missed these little pieces of intrigue hanging out under our noses. Having a little boy is so fun – he totally loves dirt and bugs and things with engines and horns.

558327_10101452254347648_135982669_nLater on, I met my mom, sister, niece and baby nephew at a tea room. Earlier this year, my mom had promised Elli, 5, a proper tea party with the girls. And proper it was! We dressed up and wore my late great aunt’s gloves (she had an enormous collection) for the 3-course tea party, complete with sandwiches, scones and desserts. Elli felt so special this afternoon, and her joy was contagious. I just love her. She makes me laugh deep down in the gut, and she makes me proud to the point of tears. There’s definitely something to be said about love for a child (outside of your own)- especially your sister’s first-born. I love all my nieces and nephews tremendously; Elli just has a little different kind of love from me. It’s hard to explain any more than that.

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I came home to my two boys, who did not care that they missed out on such a fun, girly experience, and enjoyed the great outdoors a little more. One of my favorite activities of the past few months is “family yard work.” I’m not very handy in this area, but I do enjoy pulling weeds and dead-heading flowers while Steven mows the lawn and Wesley wanders around with his bubble mower. It’s really the best. I will be sad to say goodbye to these days once the weather turns in.

Dinner is more fun than ever before, now that Wes is actually saying literal words. He’s always been chatty at meal times, but now we understand most of what he’s saying. The evening ended with a rousing version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and other songs. This basically means that Wes watches my mouth intently while I sing most of the words, and chimes in triumphantly with the last word of every line.

Twinkle, twinkle little STAR!!
How I wonder what you ARE!!
UP-PA UP-PA WORLD so HIGH
Like a DA-MON in the SKY
Twinkle, twinkle little STAR!!
How I wonder what you ARE!!

We sang all the way to the bedroom, said our prayers, and I closed his bedroom door with a smile on my face. It was a great fall-ish day.

Posted: September 28th, 2013
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