Tuesday, November 6, 2012

November, the leaves are falling.

We have a giant maple tree in our front yard.  It's maybe a 100 ft tall.  We can tell when fall is coming because it starts dropping seeds.


These things are awesome.  In late September or early October they start falling and remind me of helicopters.  Standing under the tree and looking upward is breathtaking.

Then about this time (early November), it starts dropping it's leaves.  And not just a few.  Seems like overnight, they all come down, and the way I generally know about it is when Beth squeals and threatens to run and jump into them.  Yes, she's 16 years old.




Driving around the neighborhood is amazing.  There are spots where the trees cover the roads, and when they're all turning at the same time, it's like driving through a flame colored tunnel.

I grew up in southern California, and never really encountered such things.

Almost 3 years ago, we were called up to the Pacific Northwest, and as we go through the seasons (leafy, watery, icy, watery, sunny), I'm reminded of the beauty of God's amazing works.

'Then God said, “Let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds.” And it was so. 12 The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds and trees bearing fruit with seed in it according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good. 13 And there was evening, and there was morning—the third day.' - Genesis 1:11