As I sit in my sunroom, I see the squirrels play from tree to tree chasing one another. I look up at the sky and see the fog as it hangs over, giving the feeling of coldness as the wind blows the leaves to the ground. I see the birds flying around playing and having fun, it almost makes me wish that I was one.

The ground is covered with the colors of Fall. As I look at the trees, they are almost bare. The smell of rain is in the air as the gray clouds start to roll in; listening closely, I hear the rain fall pitter patter on the leaves of the ground.

Therefore the wind briskly blows as the rain stops falling, falling to the ground on the leaves that blankets the ground, that covers the grass as it sleeps until Spring.

I have this soft feeling of love from the smell of Fall thats soothing to my soul, my heart is peaceful.

On this foggy, misty, rainy day, it takes me back to the days of my childhood when I would play in the rain, when I would go to church to sing, when pies, cakes, and turkey were cooking in the oven; it is as if I can still smell those aromas of Fall, and celebrating Thanksgiving. This day reminds me of when we all would sit at the table together to eat and talk about all we were thankful for.

I can still see my family talking about what was going to be cooked for Christmas. Those days I will always remember. Now I have stories to tell our children of days of celebrations past.

This day makes me emotionally thankful to still be on this Earth. No matter what season it is, there will always be smells that will remind us of the past, and not only that, but sounds as well.

It reminds me of my loved ones who have gone on before me. It can be hard sometimes, but we just have to remember the times they were with us celebrating the season of Fall and all that it brings.

Be it as it may, Fall is a beautiful season. It doesn’t matter if it is misty, foggy, sunny, rainy, or cold, there is always something to do outside in the Fall; such as raking leaves, playing in the leaves, sitting outside to enjoy the breeze, having that favorite beverage, holding hands with that special someone, walking in the park, at the lake, up the road, or doing just whatever your heart desires.

Listening to the radio and watching old favorite movies, eating popcorn and other snacks. Spending time with family and friends making new memories to share. Watching children play with their friends making memories as well.

Fall , the season for everything. On this foggy, misty, rainy day.

Now that night has arrived, the night sounds are all around, but quiet they are; maybe they’re resting and just enjoying the night breeze. Quiet and still is the night, except for the traffic passing by on the way to their destinations. What a foggy, misty, rainy day it has been. Today said goodbye, until tomorrow, because parting is such sweet sorrow. For tomorrow may not be as today, but who are we to say? Who are we to make that decision? Let us not forget for tomorrow is just another day, but the question is, will we get to see it, the next day of Fall? If we do, what will we do with it, and in it? Will we appreciate it? Bye for now, until tomorrow comes. ©2020