by Cathy Baker

{ Day 1 }

I’m convinced that if there’s an eternal season in heaven it’s Autumn. Summer? Well, I know where I’d send it (I detest heat!) Nonetheless, I’m thankful to live in a state that enjoys all four seasons.

Fall, however, is my favorite for it delivers the swiftest punch, offering up a whole host of sensory delights. 

Feel: Chilled heavy breezes, rough-hewn rake handles, warm scarves snug around the neck
Taste: Candy corn, pumpkin pie, cinnamon stirred apple cider, S’mores
See: Brilliant hues, baring limbs, roaring bonfires
Hear: Crispy leaves underfoot, banjos picking atop flat-bed trailers at local festivals
Smell: Smouldering logs from dampened campfires, rancid scent in air from ripening pecans on the tree

Taste and see that the LORD is good. Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in him! Psalm 34:8


Staying in Step with the Spirit: We’re told to taste and see. When we choose to slow down and experience life around us with our God-given senses wide open, we can’t help but draw closer to the Creator of such goodness.  

Father, awaken our senses to Your amazing creation as we go through our days this Fall. As we taste and see your goodness, may we be quick to give You all the glory. Draw us near. 

Fall Song
by Mary Oliver
Another year gone, leaving everywhere its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back

from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere

except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle

of unobservable mysteries – – -roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This

I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn

flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – – – how everything lives, shifting

from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.