Goodbye July

rain drops on hisbicus

Tonight, on this final day of July, I can’t help but find myself with that familiar annual yearning for Autumn.

I’ve said it before.  I wonder if God in His infinite wisdom blessed us with seasons, because He knew what fickle creatures we are? More likely, or maybe in addition, it’s because seasons are fine teachers if only we pay attention.  And, what a beautiful way to display creation, through the changing backdrops of Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter.  Our senses are wonderfully and powerfully assaulted by a bountiful array of scenery and variations of weather.

Spring reminds us of new beginning, fresh chances and newness!  Who doesn’t enjoy birdsong, blossoms and butterflies, all abundant in the Spring?  Summer comes on the heels of spring, bringing warm sunshine, the smell of freshly cut grass, bluer skies and lots of outdoor family fun.

Just when summer heat is beginning to stifle, my favorite, Autumn, rushes in to bring relief.  The air is fragrant, leaves are falling, there is a chill in the air and pumpkins!

Then, as if to close out the chapter and start afresh, winter comes with cold, glistening snow for some, and the dying off of things, only to be re-born come Spring.

Saturday sunset