Autumn’s Humble Blush

The hydrangea blushes pink in this brief quiet lull between the August dog days and the January snow drifts. Autumn is this silent moment when we can glance over our shoulders and remember county fairs, family weddings,  grandkids birthdays and church suppers. How was your year? Did you run through every open door? Were you patient during…


Like children dressed for a party, standing in line and waiting to call out, ” Surprise!”