“Dirt road in autumn”

Fall is one of my favorite times of the year, and since Cheria and I live here in rural southwestern Virginia we get plenty of opportunities to get out and enjoy it. Once the leaves start changing colors we like to go for walks on the local trails and dirt roads, camera in hand, ready to capture the spectacular beauty of every little splash of color on the Lord’s majestic fall canvas.

Although fall is definitely in the air, the trees have yet to start turning for the season. But this afternoon I discovered this wonderful picture by photographer John De Boer depicting a fall scene much like the ones I remember seeing year-in and year-out here in the southern Appalachians.

In my mind’s eye I can see myself walking down that dirt road, alone in my thoughts as the sights and smells of autumn take me back to my childhood. I loved those days spent playing in the woods and the nights lying under a blanket as the sounds of the frogs and crickets wafting through the open window “sang” me right to sleep. Those were good times back then, and I find myself thinking about them often.

Of course autumn is still a great time to be alive now that we’re well into the 21st century, and God has blessed us Americans to no end. The economy is in the tank, and our politicians are running amok under the guise of trying to fix it. But problems and all, it’s still a great time to be alive.

By the way, did I happen to mention that I love fall?

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