Comfort Corner…

 

What can we say about fall?  It’s the season when life  begins to bustle again.  Children’s voices can be heard each morning as the familiar yellow school bus arrives in each neighborhood.  Mothers watch with mixed emotions as some take the bus for the very first time while others are seasoned travelers.

 

The long, sun-filled days of summer are retreating as the cool, dark autumn evenings change our world.  The air is crisp and clean, awakening our senses as we quickly grab our sweaters before leaving the house.  Harvest time is here and with it comes juicy, red apples, plump, orange pumpkins and interesting looking squash and gourds of all sizes, shapes and colors. 

 

Like so many, I think back to what it was like to be a child in the fall.  I remember my mother sewing the cleverest of costumes for me and my dad making me a silver, wooden sword because how could Zorro be a hero without that  burnishing blade? Halloween was a magical time of pretending and transforming into what could only be imagined.  We bobbed for apples, told scary, ghost stories and took hay rides to no where in particular.