The Japanese Maple is SOOO REEEDDD.
It really almost looks fake-- thought I had better get a photo --
it will be gone when we return from Iowa
after the gathering there for a nephew's wedding.
Some garden things still cling to leaves
like gathering a warm scarf against the cold.
The lovely red glow of sedum in the fall.
And a spirea falls into a chaotic riot of color.
The rose shifts to open looking for sunlight.
And the plantings in the bird bath sit full and comfortable.
Sort of like the preamble to the Thanksgiving festivities.
May your gatherings be genuine in conversation,
heartfelt in stories, and blessed with every drop of grace
that our Heavenly Father lavishes on us each and every day.