Bitter Sweet

If I had to describe how I feel about fall in one word it would be Bitter Sweet. Ya, ya, I know, that's two words. Go ahead, fire me!

Speaking of fire, doesn't that tree look like it's on fire?!?

It's Gorgeous.



This is the part about fall that I love.
There are so many variations of leaves. Some are bright red and orange.
Some are still green with streaks of red starting to appear. Some are bright yellow with just a streak of green hanging around.
Some are speckled yellow and orange and red. No two leaves are the same. They are each unique and breathtakingly beautiful.

We always come home with handfuls of leaves to press and to be made into place mats.

It's one of my favorite fall traditions.

I love to be out in the fall air. I love the warm sunshiny air and rich aromas of the mountains.
Every year we have at least one horse ride during the fall.

We go up the canyon near our home and enjoy being in the autumn atmosphere and stare in amazement at the masterpiece that is fall leaves.
This is my amazing sister-in-law, Lisa. But really, I consider her my real sister. She is such an inspiration to me and my kids. Doodle is the horse woman she is in large part because of Lisa.
This is the first time Dubs rode his very own horse for the whole ride. He rode 2 1/2 hours, not bad for a 3 year old. He loves horses almost as much as Doodle.

Look at this beautiful horse. His name is Spit Fire. Look at that main. He looks like he's just been back from the salon and had highlights put in. I wish my hair looked that beautiful.
I guess it could if I were willing to spend the money to keep having highlights put in. But I don't, so it doesn't.
The part about fall that is bitter is that I know in just a few short weeks all these gorgeous leaves will be gone. The trees will be left barren and brown. Color will not come again all winter long. White gets old really quick around here.
I feel like I'm in a hurry to soak up all this nice weather while I can. Soon the warm horse riding days of summer and Autumn will be gone. Gone will be the hikes in the mountains and weekly park days with our crazy home school friends.

No more spending hours in the afternoon playing out side in the grass under the big shade trees in our back yard. No more green grass and drooping apple trees.

But there is one thing that gives me hope.

Without fail, Fall comes every year!

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