Autumn is here!

I saw a pumpkin last night, one of those cute little round ones ~ the kind you use when you really want to make serious pumpkin pie! It was sitting at the checkout at the store. No, lie: my heart skipped a beat. I felt like a kid who gets a party invitation -- so excited and kind of giggly inside. Then I woke up early this morning. Not so much of a surprise except that it is Saturday and Danny is sleeping over at a friends so I could have slept...oh, till the morning was long gone and I had to decide between lunch and dinner as my first meal. My eyes opened and I thought, "Hmmmm ~ coffee" and I snuck out of bed. So glad I did. While the water boiled I went out into the back patio and was greeted by the crisp, misty morning air of real, genuine Autumn! I looked up at my maple tree and saw my very first Autumn leaf. At the edges the summer green had dripped away leaving the most lovely eggplant shade of purple as a lining. Peaking out behind that leaf was a little baby brother leaf all done up in red and orange. My spirit soared -- I know, sounds melodramatic, eh?! Writing it, I sound that way even to me. But I guess for me it is drama: the very best kind.

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