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Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth — or with dread?

The falling leaves they cover me
With colors of orange and red
Blowing off the big old oak tree
Crunch and crumble under my tread

The wind that blows the leaves around
Brings with it a damp creeping chill
The clouds above are dancing round
Scattering my leafy raked hill

Ready to go inside and choose
To drink a mug of something warm
I glance again at fall’s bright hues
Admiring earth’s beauty transform.

I love this quote; it applies to so many things besides physical, seasonal changes:

“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.”
Ecclesiastes 3 King James Version

Life is a continuum; seasons are a part of that, and pass and pass — the ebbs and flows life. Each season brings it own beauty, and its own promise. I hate cold, but without it the rebirth of spring wouldn’t be so striking. In the summer the full promise of spring is achieved is the bounty of nature, and then it dies away again, to restore, relax, and renew.