The Beginnings Of Autumn Color
As I cleaned my windows (spray, rub, wipe) until they were crystal clear, a job I truly dislike, I reflected on the beginnings of the beautiful autumn colors on the trees that surround the house.
Winter annoys me with its long dark days. Cabin fever sets in. Thoughts of hibernation creeps into my veins.
But I am grateful…very grateful…
Genesis 1:14 And God said, Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years:
Fall brings with it special memories for me. As I washed the windows today I remembered my mother. I think mom did a lot of spring cleaning in the fall too. She was a lot better at it than me.
Another fond autumn memory was meeting my husband (8 years ago). I immediately realized I had met a very special friend. I prayed that evening, “I want to be a devoted friend to this man.” Little did I know that I would love him deeply. What a blessing in my life.
The stained glass window, that I so carefully wash around (hung on a chain) was given to me on our first Valentine’s Day. It came from a dismantled English cottage, dated in the 1800’s, bought in a treasured shop in Missouri. By the way, I could live in that shop! Anything from old locks, keys, staircases, light fixtures, doors, windows…fascinating! All preserved in their original state.
Cottage Window
Have a beautiful Sunday! I hope you are enjoying this day too!
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What a sweet post. Here you are cleaning and reflecting on blessings while you clean. It looks like a pretty place to look out the window, and I very much like the way you wrote about your husband. It is wonderful to be loved so…
Beautiful post, Mary!
And don’t forget Autumn is Halloween time, too.
I have to train my mind to have a positive attitude while cleaning, thx.
Fall, my favorite time of the year. I love your window!