hearing: leaves crunching, squirrels scurrying, geese honking, and prairie smoke whispering
feeling: exhilirated and creative. super proactive with my art, writing and photography
seeing: the last of the fall color
tasting: a Caribou campfire mocha!
smelling: our backyard bonfire
Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What [woman] can stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see the span of [her] world and the meaning of the rolling hills that reach to the far horizon? ~Hal Borland
What are you up to this weekend?