As I step out I feel a noticeably crisp feel in the air. I hug my sweater a little closer around me to ward off the chilly breeze. Along my way I can’t help but to notice the undeniable change of the season. Bright yellow leaves flutter …softly and silently downward to gather along the pathways and under the trees.
The blaze of brilliant color in various hues on the trees delights the senses and I stop briefly to take it all in. There are many talented and acclaimed artists that have painted masterpieces that are desired by many, but to me none can hold a candle to God’s perfect palette.