Breathe in deeply

Fall is in the air. I miss the color filled falls of the northeast, a treat for my eyes. Here in Kansas, there isn't as much for the eye this time of year. But you can't keep out the scent of the changing seasons. When the weather hits the point where you wear shorts and a sweatshirt, breathe deeply. The cool promise of maturity, a vision of the time of rest to come... The rains haven't come yet, and we still need to mow the lawn, but I can smell it. Fall has a foot in the door, and is saying hello to us all.