Yesterday as I drove to have a CatScan to see if I had kidney stones, I took the scenic route. The Victory Memorial Parkway was alive with brilliant color even though the skies were sunless and a few drizzles of rain covered my windshield. I snapped a few pictures along the way (I wasn’t driving at the time) and found some color right in my own backyard. I absolutely love autumn.
The crimson reds are making their appearance this week. The sun is trying to break through the incessant clouds and snow is in the forecast. Still the thought of white stuff in October doesn’t discourage. We know there will be a few more days ahead to enjoy the crisp fresh air of autumn. The smells of fresh baked apple pie and pumpkin spice are delicious. Thoughts of sitting around a bonfire and making that final batch of S’Mores tantalizes the taste buds. Wearing flannel shirts and jackets for the first time in a while is a refreshing change.
Pumpkins are artisticall carved and sit on tables outside. Big inflatable images of the Munsters, The Addams Family and other spooks and goblins are enriched by orange yard lights. We’re getting closer to winter, but we refuse to think about that now.
I feel very blessed to live in a place that displays the beauty of the seasons. There are times when I wonder why I live in such a cold climate, except when the artistry of God is running amok with color.
The CatScan revealed two stones. Instead of rocks in my head, I produce rocks in my kidneys. This isn’t my first rodeo with these pesky little globs of calcium. When they’re in there, I have learned to listen to my body. I know this is a treatable problem and thank God for preserving me for a few more years. I also thank Him for the beautiful drive in spite of the raindrops.