A Cornucopia of Believing

 I love the coming of fall, the slow putting back of the earth, the colors of the dying away are so sincere and giving of their final beauty.  The coming rest of winter, the bounty of earth given and gathered, so kind, sharing such wealth of food, flora, and green.  It reminds you of the bright green of spring and its sense of the coming bounty now laid by and put up.  It is quiet in fall, the hushed of the spent, of a job well done, of the earth being exquisitely productive for another year, sharing…always sharing.  And God is easily known, His divine provision is never more blessed than when our barns, bins, and cupboards are brimming.  A cornucopia of evidence of God, Christ Jesus, and the blessed Holy Spirit—oh, children of men, how glory spreads out before us at the coming of fall.  

We cut a trail to the top of Mount Brown where we will 
have our family cemetery.