Changes

Fall colors come quickly to our mountains in western Wyoming.  The willows, aspen and choke cherry trees display a final burst of yellow, orange and red beauty before their leaves fall and lie dormant on the ground.  Everything on the earth, including me, seems to hold their breath; capturing the final smells of the sun warming golden grass, the sweet silvery sage on the hillsides and prairies, and clay soil wet from the trickling of paths from forgotten water.

With busy schedules and constant thoughts on our minds, how briefly we enjoy each season.  The “hurry up”, “without delay”, immediate lives we live moves each day along all too swiftly.  Like the falling leaves, how quickly our lives can change, can vanish.

And so, I finally take the time to enjoy the splendor of this fall.