It's the first day of November -- just two months left in a year that seems to have gone by impossibly fast. This is one of my favorite times of the year -- the cool, crisp air; the changing leaves (although I can do without the nearly incessant raking); and the sights and sounds of the rapidly approaching holiday season. I spend the entire year waiting for this great time, and yet I always seem to let it go by without enjoying it nearly as much as I can; in fact, I go into November and December recalling the wonderful memories of my childhood that took place in the late fall and winter, and hoping that -- perhaps once -- I can experience just one little sound or sight or smell that will bring it all back anew.
I think with a little girl who's really getting to the age where she, too, can enjoy this time of the year, it will allow me to see things in a whole new way: through HER eyes and ears.....
Can she jump in the leaf pile yet?
ReplyDeleteWell, she really hasn't had much of a chance -- Daddy is too much of a Type A when it comes to the yard, and I either have them bagged or on the curb for pickup pretty quickly. I guess I need to ease up a bit and let her be a little girl.....
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Jump in the pile with her! :-)
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