Autumn sunshine makes whatever nature is wearing look good. I am spellbound by the November sun streaking through the leaves, casting its glow on all it touches. This week I realized why I love its golden glow so. All of my children have been born in fall. Well, slightly later for Noah. I love being pregnant. In this season, I recall contemplating how my life, our home, the world would be changed by the new life about to emerge.
When nature slows down this time of year, I do too. Fall has become a time of reflection and anticipation. It’s when annually I pick up my nature journal and actually consider adding something to it. I look for just the right book to guide me to the place my mind is longing to go. This month it will be something by Louisa May Alcott. I wrote a poem last year in my attempt to capture my thoughts.
Today I am captivated by another fall beauty. Dove. She turned 8 this week, November 13th. She is that unique golden sun of autumn. She casts her glow on all she touches. She loves good and true and unconditionally. Her forgiveness humbles me. Her passion for trying new things inspires me. Like the rays of the sun that dance about and shine beauty on the landscape, Dove brings joy and laughter to our family . Happy Birthday Sunshine!