CHAPTER 10, PAGE 9

Here, in the soft, sweet-smelling haze,

a maple stands alone, a blaze of color,

stirring memories of rustic lanes and giant trees;

and there, along the curb for miles -

the leaves raked up in equal piles.

Could there be anything we know

that can evoke the wondrous glow of childhood

more than trampling leaves?

How clearly, then, the soul perceives -

amid the miracle of fall,

that we are Children, one and all.

Oh, let me never grow too old

to be bewitched by autumn's gold -

to share the overwhelming joy

 within the heart of that small boy

who runs amuck when he perceives

these tempting, ordered piles of leaves.

Jean S. Platt

GOOD MORNING

The leaves are beginning to fall here for sure. Our tree on the curb lawn in front of the house is one of the first on the street to loose leaves and It’s always a brilliant yellow .

Just looking out the window is like looking at the sunshine. Even on the gloomiest day, it’s colors don’t fade. I guess there is a lesson in that for us all. If I were wise enough I could figure it out and put it down here for you in clever words. The only thing I can say is there are times we must make our own sunshine and that little tree of ours is doing it’s very best.

Yesterday we probably had our last blast of summer like weather and our cool down has begun. I made sure I sat outside for awhile as the sun set yesterday evening, just in case it was the last time this year. I’m a fair weather porch sitter and when the temps turn cold, I stay in.

THOUGHT FOR TODAY

Every experience, good or bad, brings with it the opportunity to teach us something. The question is whether or not we are paying attention. As you pause to read, pray, and reflect today, consider what you might learn from the living of this day.

From one of my morning devotionals

May your day be blessed with a few SMILES and lots of SUNSHINE to warm your heart !

MA