Sunday, September 23, 2012
Summer is officially a memory and fall is definitely in the air. The hummingbirds are frantically feeding, the bees are buzzing and flitting from flower to flower.
The air was crisp and the breeze delightful when we came upon a neighborhood festival Saturday. Kids were as frenetic as the critters. They bounced and climbed and ran in and out, up and down the inflatable climbers and bounce house. They giggled all the way downhill rolling-rolling-rolling as a blues band belted out music that rocked the soul. Artists displayed their handicrafts in booths. The aromas of fried banana splits (don't ask me!) and funnel cakes and hot dogs permeated the air. I walked a trail through the park, came back out of breath to sit beside my honey on a huge boulder on a hillside. We observed the crowd, relished the sunshine and enjoyed the afternoon.
We saw huge logs in a fire pit and we also saw the haywagon, but we didn't stay around for the evening hayride and activities. Ahhh, fall, it makes one glad to be alive! On this day I am grateful for my eyes so I can see the beauty of it all, my mobility so I can take a hike, and my husband who makes me smile with his clever observations.