Burnished red, burnt orange, and gold replaced the former green canopy, and as I watched leaves broke loose from their hold and drifted toward the ground, each one catching the sun and sending it back, giving them a gilded appearance. For once, the Kansas day was calm, so no wind sent the leaves on a wild race; instead they twisted and floated in a delicate dance toward the ground. I only wish the camera could have captured it the way I viewed it.
The massive cottonwood behind our house wears a gorgeous blaze of yellow, competing with the bold glow of the sun. When set behind the deepest green of the pine, the gold seems even more brilliant.
I love the colors of Fall. One of the nicest things about living in the midwest is being able to enjoy the changing seasons. I never tire of watching the greens change to oranges and reds. The colorful leaves cover the ground where kids rake them into piles and enjoy a few flying leaps into the crunchy mound before bagging them for disposal. A tree empty of leaves might seem sad, but there's always the knowledge that Spring will come and new life will bloom and the cycle begins again.
Didn't God do a great job when He planned trees? So many shapes, heights, and colors. They provide homes for birds and small animals, provide us with shade, building materials, fruits and nuts, and oxygen, and--as if their purposes aren't enough--they give us a feast for the eyes. They also give us an example to follow.
I love these opening verses of Psalm 1 (NIV)--
"Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,
but whose delight is in the law of the LORD,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither--
whatever they do prospers."
When we delight in Him, we prosper. We yield fruit that brings glory to Him. And I hope, when He looks at us, He catches reflections of the Son.
Curious...if you could be a tree, which would you choose and why? (I'd be a weeping willow because they look so graceful and their branches seem to want to embrace you.)
May God bless you muchly as you journey with Him! ~Kim
One more pic... A friend took this shot in Michigan,
and I think it's one of the prettiest pictures I've ever seen,
so I wanted to share it with you.