In the last few weeks:
*i woke up in the morning to a roomful of clean, cold, rain drenched air. It smelled like leaves and coming icicles and Autumn.
*While driving through rolling farmland, the fluffy white clouds in the sky left beautiful patterns of shadows all across the fields.
*A little sparrow sat on the outside windowsill of my kitchen window. It was sleeping in the sunlight, all fluffed up on the warm bricks.
*The trees lining my work parking lot changed from vivid green to a brilliant yellow. The leaves started changing at the very top of the tree and have progressively worked their way down.
*A tiny spider crawled across my porch railing, laid down a thin thread and then let go from the railing. i watched it drift away from the porch, catching a breeze i couldn't sense, with its glistening gossamer thread trailing behind it.
Magical. i love this world. i love this season.
"The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper."