Saturdays in the Fall

Mornings on the front porch in the fall are the best. Hot coffee, birds twirping away, occassional train passing in the distance, and leaves slightly falling off the trees. I'm waiting on the mornings when the trees will change colors all around my house. I spent the morning reading and then talking with my neighbor. I love meeting people, selfishly sharing about my life, but then also learning about theirs. Now I feel free to ask for sugar, a ladder, or just hang out on the porch with them. Thank you God for the seasons that change and the friendships in new places, thank you Lord.