A daddy rakes these colorful leaves into piles in the backyard, while his children jump in them, tossing them to and fro. Dancing girls with their arms flung out in delight leaves cascading about them. With the slip-and-slide put away and the kiddie pool set aside, the two girls change directions and head toward the swing set. They soar--curly hair floating behind them, while their little brother plays in the colorful pile with his dump truck.
Their mommy makes homemade pizza in the kitchen, watching through the window as Daddy pushes the girls higher and higher. Little sister is watching a Veggie Tales video, her lilting giggles making mommy smile. Baby sister naps in her crib. This sizeable happy family, enjoying the change of seasons.
Grandma's heart is gladsome and somehow lighter when autumn comes around. Coffee tastes better in the morning, and there's a little more dance in my step. The evenings turn chilly as I water my ever-growing garden. I do love the fall. But I sure miss those sweet babies.
Which is your favorite season, and why?
Do autumn memories cause you to miss someone or something?
Hi Kaci!
I have 3 favorite seasons in the mountains where I live but my most dreaded season is winter. We are about to get a heavy dose of it too and I can feel that sense of foreboding already!
I hate snow and the isolating effect it lays on the city. I stay put and sleep a lot and wish for sweet spring.
Ah, the memories this evoked!