Autumn calls

Autumn calls to me. She offers newness, not with her falling leaves awaiting their death, but of hope for the future. For new apples beginning to grow, which will soon be made into pie. She brings excitement for holidays and family. With her comes the anticipation of snowfall and Christmas trees. While spring and summer bring life and adventure,  autumn brings coming home. So this morning, I put on my hat and wool coat and journey forward.