It’s hard to pick a favorite season of the year, but fall seems to edge the others out. Maybe because it never lasts long enough. Maybe it’s the intensity of colors combined with the desire to take in as much beauty as we can, before the leaves are gone that makes it so special.
In a comment from a previous Sievers blog post, Barbara S. wrote, “I have always loved the fall season on the Island, with its cool, crisp breezes, smell of woodsmoke in the evening, days with bright sunshine filtering through the glorious, vibrant colors of the changing leaves, walks on Schoolhouse Beach wrapped in sweaters and scarves of soft, fragrant wool; caramel apples and bread baked in the stone oven at the Farm Museum, turkey Harvest Dinner, made and served by Islanders at Trinity Lutheran Church, and a quieter Island.”
“Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile.” William Cullen Bryant
From each single leaf to a full canopy stretching above, we treasured every day of this autumn’s vibrant and glorious beauty.