Dear Sisters,
What is it about late fall that gets us farmgirls feeling so darned sentimental? Maybe I’m just getting soft the older I get. I turned 52 last week for heavens sake! Perhaps it has something to do with the leaves on the trees popping all around us like fireworks sending tracers of burnished red, harvest gold, brilliant yellow and deep purple slowly to the ground where they’ll lie until someone comes along with a rake and scoops them up into a pile. Or maybe it’s because we’ve finally succumbed to trading in our flip flops for fuzzy sox, swapped out the BBQ for the crockpot and tucked the garden in for a long winters nap. I like to think it has something to do with the beauty,comfort and peace another holiday season promises. I’m feeling festive already just thinking about what’s to come and grateful. Very, very grateful…How about you?
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