What is it about fall?

What is it about fall that even on the warm days that there is still a hint of autumn in the air? You can just feel it. There is nothing better than the colors of autumn and the smells of autumn. It is my favorite season. As hot natured as I am, the coolness of autumn gives me hope that I MAY BE COOL AGAIN.

One of the things I missed when we left in the states in 1985 to go to the mission field was the changing of the leaves. We got to Costa Rica in December of 1985 to study Spanish for a year before we went to our country of service - Venezuela. After completing the intense year of study, we were anxious to go on to Caracas, Venezuela. We were ready to settle down and begin our missions career. Little did we know that suddenly the doors to Venezuela closed to missionaries and it took another year and 3 months to get our visas cleared to go in. Needless to say, it was devastating to us. We had, however, a wonderful ministry while we continued living there to thousands of refugees who had fled Nicaragua because of the war. The time was not lost.

Back to fall and my reason for this post. When our visas weren't granted and we ended up staying so long in CR, I found myself really missing the fall weather that we had in South Carolina. I especially missed the changing of the leaves. Hailing from the upstate of South Carolina, I grew up loving fall with its smells and colors.
My Mom must have sensed that I was homesick or, actually, I probably told her a dozen times. You can imagine my surprise when I went to our post office box one day and pulled out a package from home. In it, my Mom had sent us fall leaves - beautiful reds, yellows, and oranges all neatly between waxed paper and ironed out in a beautiful collage. I cried. It made my day. I kept those leaves for the longest time. A little bit of home and a little bit of fall all in one envelope. What could be better?