As I was out grocery shopping early last week, I decided to take a detour down the seasonal isle filled with Halloween candy and cornucopia decor. I stumbled upon a cute owl knickknack with sunflower eyes and a pumpkin stem on top. My heart felt warm, and I smiled at this cute owl made for a sole purpose of decor. It said the words Autumn Blessings near the owl’s belly. The words stuck with me even after I scooped him up and set him in my shopping cart. What were my Autumn Blessings? I wondered. I knew I could answer better than boots and warm scarves. So, when I got home I began thinking of fall and all it’s blessings.
It started with my first walk down a fall trail. The air calm, and my feet hot in boots, though the colorful, leafy path kept my mind at ease. I passed by an old apple tree and gossamer. and on my journey, autumn light shined bright like the harvest moon and reminded me of Autumn Blessings.
October was here and September gone with the summer. It’s that time of year when I clean out my closet and welcome new fall pieces just before my birthday. There’s something about October and the fall season that bring such humbling feelings. Maybe it’s that first pumpkin-spiced latte from Starbucks, or maybe it’s the smell of the slow-cooker filling my home with mouth-watering aromas that can make anyone feel cozy. And there is something wonderful in hearing my man’s favorite football team kickoff . The cozy, fall feeling is humbling, like that of a filled stomach after pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving.
Fall is filled with so many enjoyments, so many Autumn Blessings that I didn’t know where to begin. When I picked up this little knickknack, I had no idea it would give me such a feeling…a feeling as if I had never really tasted candy corn, pumpkin pie, caramel apples, and cider. Such a small thing reminded me to really be grateful, and to really taste the Autumn Blessings around me.
I soon was absorbed in the fall blessings around me that I wondered where I might have gone wrong before this little reminder. Each year when the leaves on the deciduous trees begin to change, we pick our pumpkins out from the market and carve them just before Halloween. Does this ever get boring, doing the same thing each year? Maybe I had fallen into the trap of routines each year. But not this year. Each year is different, and with each year brings new beginnings and new ways of looking at what once was an ordinary thing. Like those orange things with a stem. No one pumpkin will ever be the same. They may look the same, taste the same, and smell the same, but no two pumpkins will ever be the same. There are emotions attached to each one we pick out. So, when we pick out our pumpkins, each year it’s new, something to look forward to, and most certainly not boring.
This fall as I picked out my pumpkin, I took home with me a little white pumpkin as well. It is for our new kitten we adopted over the summer. Call me crazy, but my cat is just as much a family member as any other. Her name is Katniss and she is a tortoiseshell. This fall season, Katniss has grown to love this “box” and I have as well. First of all, the box shipped not the first, not the second, but the third new chord for a headset that Katniss chewed with the first two. She just loves this box. Simple things like Katniss in her box just melt my heart and make me grateful for who I have in my life.
So, I placed the little owl near my kitchen sink. For the first couple days in October I woke up and grabbed my hot coffee and rushed to get ready for work, but after I got this little guy, I started savoring my coffee, savoring this season. I love getting up to a cooler morning and grabbing a hot cup of coffee to warm up. The sun tries it’s best to come out every morning, and when it doesn’t, the little owl reminds me to take my creamy coffee back to bed with me.
These are the days that make fall beautiful to me. Bringing coffee back to a warm bed is a simple pleasure. When I crawl back into a warm bed with a warm cup of coffee, it’s like time constraint doesn’t exist. The only thing that matters is the person sleeping peacefully next to me, my purring cat at my feet, and my warm cup of coffee in the palms of my hands. It really doesn’t get any better than that. Fall brings peace to my soul and a gratefulness in my heart. It reminds me of the things that truly matter in life.