When Emmy was three and a half, she experienced her first New England Autumn. She loved watching the tree outside of her bedroom window change from bright green to a vibrant red. Emmy liked to say that the tree was all dressed up and ready to go to the Ball. When she asked me how the leaves changed color, I could have told her the science behind the transformation, but instead told her that the fairies came during the night and painted the leaves all of these beautiful colors. Her response was why didn't the fairies use pink paint! Just like Fletcher, Emmy became sad when the leaves started to fall off of the tree. She, too, thought of ideas to keep the leaves on the tree including tape and glue.
Emmy and I welcome each season with such enthusiasm. Most of the people around us are already complaining about the cold and the snow that will fall very soon. There are no complaints from us. We are eager to wear our puffy coats and warm boots, drink hot cocoa under cozy blankets and see the snowflakes settle on the bare branches of the trees.
We hope all of you are enjoying Autumn where ever you may live.
"Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance."