Seems that we live in one of the most beautiful places to experience fall. I lived in Florida for a while many years ago, but it just wasn't the same. The changing of the seasons just didn't happen there. Here we get to have the changing colors of the leaves and nowhere could you see a tapestry of color like this. Of course, I think this is all Gods way of preparing us for the barren winter ahead but even that white snow against the bluest sky can be a beautiful site. We all wait for the spring to see everything turning green again, the buds on the trees, the first signs of flowers poking their way out of the ground still dotted with snow and then the grand finale, summer hits us with full force when those flowers bloom non-top giving us that ever changing display of color. Maybe it's not all that colorful, maybe its just because of the blank canvas we've been living with for the last few months made us long for anything of hue...I've learned to embrace the seasons in Ohio. I've left and returned and while I was gone, I missed it. I'm glad I live here.
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