Autumn awakens me and restores my soul, one leaf at a time. Just the whispers of her arrival are enough to stir a feeling inside that welcomes all that she brings. I can breathe, I feel the flutter of every leaf in the secret corners of my soul, and it's all beautiful to me. Her decadent colors fade into the landscapes that are painted in my mind. The way she arrives slowly, but confidently, and knocks on the back door to make the loveliest changes to the trees I adore, then gifts the ground with her offerings, speaks bliss to my wind-blown, season-changing heart. And I feel everything she touches, every breath she catches, and every picture she paints, until the very last leaf falls.
