|Turning into Fall|
Everywhere I turn the signs of Fall are here. The nights are getting cooler. I am seeing flocks of birds in the sky. The maples have started to turn into gold. Leaves are falling.
Every year I wonder if I am ready for Fall. It is one of the prettiest seasons. Then again I can find beauty in all of the seasons. Makes it hard to like one season over another.
Fall is full of apples, spices, soups and stews. Crisp air. Beautiful scenery. The beginning of the end so to speak. I have learned to appreciate what each season represents and has to offer. Time to go apple picking.