As I look out my kitchen window this morning at the
thermometer it tells me it is a very cool morning before I
even step out the back door. As I take a look around the
at the surroundings the first signs of of just how real
this Autumn thing is and that it is going to happen
despite what I want hits me in the face.
The sugar maple trees are starting to get some color in
them here in the hills.
The hardy mums are starting to open their buds.
Although I love the colors of Autumn what follows
it keeps me from enjoying it as much as I should. I
fear I am just not a Winter person at all. I tell everyone
that I am just like the flowers and need the sunshine
to keep me alive and happy. I love to just be able to
step into some slip on shoes and walk out the back
door. I hate the cold, bulky coats and cloudy skies.
I believe there has been a big mistake along the line
somewhere and I should have been born or be
living where the temperatures are warm all
year, a Island somewhere where I can grown flowers
all year long.
I know get over it, your flowers are going to be gone,
and there is a season for everything.
Then I remember that I should not be whining but
should be thankful after the disaster that happened
this week to my neighbors across the road from me.
You see we looked out side and there was smoke
coming from under the eaves all around the neighbors
house. It was on fire and no one was home. How do you
call up someone and tell them their house is on fire.
Believe me it is no easy task. Even after calling the fire
department you feel so helpless and fret that they will
not get there before the whole place is in cinders.
You checked that no one is in the house but you know
that their loved pet is inside.
Thank heavens for the man who in just passing by, stops
to try to help. Thank heavens for another neighbor who
grabs the water hose and tries to get the flames out.
Thanks for good neighbors and good Samaritans who
break open a door or a window to dowse the flames
and get the pet out before the fire department got there.
In rural areas it can be a wait before help can arrive.
A terrible situation was held in check and the house
was saved from total destruction. The damage was
kept to just the living room and there was smoke
and water damage but it could have been so much worse.
So why should I complain about anything at all.
We should not look at the future and dread but look at
just this day, today, and enjoy it, laugh, smile and