If you’ve read this blog for a number of years, you’ve heard me talk about the maple tree outside my bedroom window and how much it means to me. We planted it when we first moved into this house, more than 39 years ago now. I’ve watched it grow into a beautiful, mature tree. This tree has been with me through a lot of life – through both joyful and challenging times. Each fall, it’s one of the last trees to turn. It used to turn the most incredibly bright, vibrant red.
In recent years, it’s turned more of a rusty color than the deep read it used to be, but it’s still stunning. The beauty only lasts a day or two, and on those days, I make sure I spend time sitting by the window and just taking in the glorious color of my tree.
You can read more about my maple tree here and here.
Even if you don’t have your “own” maple tree, I encourage you to heed the quote above and take some time to savor this beautiful season.
Image at top of post Pixabay