It seems like every time I come to the crest of one season, and head into a new one, I just can't help but go outside to enjoy it. There's something intriguing to me about the little changes that soon become a completely different season.
I love all of the subtle changes: the bright sunlight turning into more of a glow, the leaves losing their deep green color, acorns growing, blackberries bursting with flavor, the corn soon to be harvested, the apples falling off of trees and scattering the ground. I love it all.
For the posts that preclude this one, go to these posts:
Fresh Spring Energy
First Signs of Life