Emma with Grandpa, 10-1-09October is my favorite month.
I always fall in love anew with the crisp, chilly air that greets my lungs.
I adore the cornucopia of colors pleasantly brushing past our corneas as we perform our mundane routines of daily drudgery.
And even when the trees have just surrendered
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice You when change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and what's to come
You are autumn
~Nichole Nordeman
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