Oh, September

September is a time when I think about home, family, pumpkin treats, and the changing colors of nature.  I tend to think of my mom, who always did her best to get her five kids ready for the new school year.  She cooked a lot, but didn't bake much, and I think that's why I enjoy all those pumpkin desserts so much.  I saw a family of geese when visiting my parents at the cemetery, and one of the geese was limping, as if she injured her leg.  At the park, I noticed something beneath the tree, and after taking a closer look, I was surprised to see a painted rock with a face.   The pomegranates are growing at the Rose Garden, and I thought of Nel, as she has gotten a pomegranate in her stocking every year since she was a child.   I went to a quaint shop in my town and bought an ornament that has three little, but very special words on it.  I've been putting together some children's books to read to Francesca when she comes in.   She loves books now, but sometimes grabs at the pages, so I'll have to look around for the hard page ones haha.  Oh September, I delight in seeing your dancing leaves change color, to sip your hot drinks and eat your pumpkin treats, to savor each moment now, and reflect on the past when our own mothers made these Autumn days so comforting and gentle.

~Sheri