His Hand...

I was out mowing today...
Low 70's after that heavy frost the other day~
I wear my jacket like a parachute!

The leaves would swirl around me from time to time...

The air so crisp and clean...

In the distance I could hear children
laughing as they jumped in piles of leaves~

Our friendly chipmunk village has been
gathering up seeds from the maple trees...
Soon bushels of seeds will fall with the leaves
and the dear little critters will be fiercely gathering
and attempting to make their
winter homes in places we least desire~

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity
under heaven...
Ecclesiastes 3:11

I have painted harvest corn many times.

I have painted gourds, pumpkins and
fall leaves...

Never once could I come close to
The Hand that painted these!

What a beautiful gift we have in the seasons...
Hope you can take a walk, hike - bike or drive &
enjoy some of the fall colors...