Pleasures of Fall

I’ve rediscovered the joy of a crisp, tart apple dipped in caramel. Exquisite. The perfect fall snack.

With the change in seasons the sun is finding its way into the house – and there are sunbeams to sit in, for reading or napping. The cats are luxuriating in one now, not quite asleep because I can hear them purring. Such ecstasy.

And with the breeze blowing in the woods behind my house the trees seem to be waving their colors at me in a happy goodbye.

Add “crunching along a beautiful trail through fallen leaves” to the list of sublime fall pleasures. There is a ‘nature trail’ being built near our house. It goes down into a small valley between the hills that the houses in our area are built on – down far enough that you can’t see the houses once you are on the trail. It follows a stream bed, starting at what might be loosely described as the ‘headwaters’ and gradually growing wider and more pronounced as it travels down the hill. It passes two ancient rock wall ‘fences’ built by early settlers in the area. The trail is wide enough for two to walk, and covered with leaves at this time of year, although there is still quite a bit of green in this secluded little valley.

Small pleasures. Pure delight.