My purpose in writing this blog is to share lessons I've learned during these past
60 years. Though sometimes a slow learner with a rather steep learning curve, I am a committed life-long learner, and find great joy in knowing that where I am in the journey is not as important as the direction I'm heading. ~Jeanne Miller
Fall is by far my most favorite of all seasons. When we lived in Montana for almost a decade, we never really had fall... we'd get end-of-summer-oh-here-comes-winter. We used to joke that Bozeman had two seasons: winter and "poor sledding." Now we've lived in Fort Collins for almost two decades, and enjoy year after year of Indian Summers, that in-between summer and fall season that can stretch from September through October. I love the cool mornings, warm days and cool nights. I love wearing sweaters. I love the vibrant colors, the crunch of the leaves underfoot, the magic of it all. I love dehydrating apples and simmering apples on the stove, and the smell of pumpkin spices. I love making that first soup of the season and using the fireplace for the first time. I love decorating for fall in every room of the house. Fall is the most wonderful of transitions, a gentle preparing for the harsh realities of winter... a lovely reminder of the creativity of our Creator, who gives us the beauty of this season just for sheer pleasure. In the words of The Doxology, "Praise God, from whom all blessings flow."