Back from church on Sunday, our first task was to get the Christmas decorations down from the attic. Our second was to take a quick nap. The third might have been putting up Christmas decorations, but we were overtaken by a beautiful day and rich autumn colors. We found ourselves driving to the Ft. Worth Nature Center to hike through the wonderful late splash of autumn.
We saw buffalo, deer, ducks, heron, butterflies, and a wonderful variety of autumn leaves and berries. The leaves, many of them heart-shaped, seemed to scream the Creator's love for us.
So, as many neighbors were putting outdoor lights on their houses, we were lagging behind, though it be December 2, in the beauty of the fall. As a funny side note: the park hours had changed to the winter schedule of 5:00 closing time for the refuge instead of 7:00; and we found ourselves locked in the refuge center at 5:15. We had to call the Ft. Worth P.D. to unlock the gate. The two officers looked rather solemn as they unlocked the gate, and informed us that there would be a $75 fine. Their response to our "Are you kidding?" was "yeah," followed by a gotcha stream of laughter. PTL!
4 comments:
Isn't it amazing that we live in a state that one day it's 83 degrees, like Sunday, and then the temp dropped 40 degrees overnight! And, we have a very late fall, and then Christmas trees are being put up. By March, spring will come. And then, again, SUMMER arrives and stays a very longgggggggggggg time?? And, then, the cycle starts again. I know I'm repeating my words, but isn't amazing what God does from day to day, state to state, season to season, around the whole world. WOW!! Wouldn't this been a good way to tell the policeman what happened? At some point he might have told you "SHUT UP!!"
Love you bud!!
Connie, you're really making me miss Fort Worth! I used to live pretty close to the Nature Center before I moved to New Hampshire last year. The only color outside at the moment is gray and white. \c;
Hahahaha! I just got the title - talk about a late reaction.
missy, I was thinking of you have lived here when I was posting. I grew up in Nebraska; so was used to very distinct seasons. I miss some of it, but not the bone-chilling winds and scooping whole cars and houses out of drifts after snowstorms. Living in Texas for 20 years, I now am grateful for any especially colorful fall, and love the Texas wildflowers!
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