Autumn happens to be my most favorite time of the year and my least favorite time of the year.
I don’t look forward to pumpkin spice lattes or Halloween. I don’t like horror movies and bloody masks on children. I don’t like haunted houses. I do look forward to the spirit of the season. I love the fall colors, the cooler weather, and the camaraderie. I love the late night snuggles and drinking hot chocolate with my husband. I enjoy family time, friends, and good books.
Fall is the beginning of the school year, of exams and papers, but this year it’s also the end. With graduation fast approaching I’ve begun to reflect over the (almost) four years I’ve spent at Brigham Young University. This is my last fall walking daily beneath the beautiful colors of campus. It’s the end of a season for me, but the beginning of another.
As I think about this fall, and the gratitude I personally want to express, I challenge you to think about the season. What are you grateful for?
So what does the following image mean to me? Three years ago yesterday, my husband proposed to me so I thought it only fitting to include my ring. The many types of leaves? I've spent years walking to and from campus attending classes and watching the leaves change color. I've smelled the flowers and listened to the birds sing. I watch as the flowers turn to these little berries and wondered why the deer don't eat them. I watch as everything turns and falls. Everything that is but the evergreens. They are a constant reminder that spring is not far off. And when the wind shakes the trees and cones fly from the tree. I'll miss that too. And you can't have an October post without a pumpkin. So on my way home from class, I took a nature walk. I collected bits and pieces reliving memories. Here is my story:
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