Yesterday the calendar flipped to Fall. The equinox where the day is balanced between day and night. Summer and Winter. Over the weekend it was 90 degrees here in Indiana. Today I need a jacket. I love the mildness of fall. The thought that we could soon be snuggled up in front of a bonfire. The smoke and rich aroma of burning wood surrounding us.

There’s also something about the richness of the color of fall. The leaves are barely beginning to turn, but the flowers are on wild display.

There’s a nature area half a mile from our church that I love to walk through while our kids are at youth group. Last week while I was walking there I took the photos of these wildflowers. They are delicate and hardy. The colors are rich, and the pollen rich. While I love the blooms of spring with their heady scents and vibrant colors that remind us that eventually the cold and snow will leave, I love the delicate explosion of goldenrod. The pops of purple from the wild asters. I love watching the dance of the bumble bees and butterflies across these flowers.

And I love the peace that comes as I walk along the path and let myself absorb their beauty. Do you like fall? What’s your favorite part of it?