When
autumn falls again, a new season begins.
I
know it is so when leaves change color on
the
trees, when morning chill fills the air, when
flannel
shirts, corduroy pants and sweaters
appear.
Holy and holiday seasons are ahead to
brighten
the ofttimes otherwise gray and gloomy
days.
Many prefer the prospects of springtime in
the
wings, and with good reason that is under-
stood.
Without question, there is something to
be
said about the promise of planting and renew-
al
to come. For one, florists are available to pro-
vide
blooms in wintertime. Cold, snow and ice
sweep
the landscape clean, preparing the way
for
another resurrection in Spring. I don’t drive
anymore,
no failed batteries or scraping of wind-
shields
to fear. What’s more, I am pretty much
restricted
to staying indoors. So, none of that
burdensome
shoveling sidewalks for me.
Plus
for
a fee, USPS, Amazon and FTD still make year
round
deliveries.
Chris
Hanch 9-24-19
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