My favorite colors are Fall.
Marianne and I drove to and from West Virginia this past week.
Going, the leaves were beautiful.
Coming home, they were spectacular.
There was something extra about them this year that struck
a chord within me.
I reflected on the life of leaves.
That little bud in Spring.
With the rain and sun and nutrients from the roots, it flourishes
into its full strength and greenness, allowing it to ride out
the storms of Summer.
But, it is the Fall that brings out its vibrancy.
Fall is when the leaves take your breath away.
Fall is when you feel their power.
Fall is when you appreciate them.
Perhaps we are as leaves.
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