It is rainy and cold and the sky is grey, but today my world is ablaze with color. I look out the window and can hardly believe that this is my world. My camera doesn’t cooperate, and the image is but a shadow of the brilliance I see.  If only you could see it as I do…

I think I could live here a dozen years or more, and still get lost in the beauty each autumn. The reminder that change is but the promise of a new beginning. And that even in death, there is beauty and hope.