Day 70 - Fall

I love Fall.  I loved it most in the Midwest when the leaves were such vivid colors and the temps got cooler.  The summer days are good but nothing beats a nice fall afternoon. Football.  Hot chocolate.  Pumpkins.  Throws.  So comfy and cozy.  My dad preached a lot of sermons. I can't say I remember them at all. But one time he took a picture of a tree every day as the leaves started to turn. He described the beauty of the change and the colors that came and went. I will have to ask him what that was about because I don't remember anything else.  Maybe it's that just as God creates the tree, he also creates us and we change from season to season with God making us into a vivid masterpiece of love.  I think I will ask my dad if he remembers.  I will let you know.

Peace