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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Autumn/Fall (08/27/09)

TITLE: The Dance of the Autumn Leaves
By Pamela Calhoun
09/02/09


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ďWe live in Godís country.Ē Thatís what folks around here like to say. We call it our ďtownĒ but a more accurate description would be; a little country community on the edge of a river. A beautiful river that shares itís fish, swimminí holes, rapids for rafting and itís peaceful spots, perfect for a leisurely afternoon read. It also indulges photographers and painters with breathtaking beauty that demands to be captured.

From my house, to get to the only grocery store in town, itís a 2 mile drive down a winding road that runs along the river. Our community is a sanctuary for the deer in the area, this requires a slow speed limit making it a nice leisurely ride into town and back again. No one enjoys the trip more than my dog Lucy. With her head out the passenger window, nose into the wind, she sniffs the air and keeps her eyes peeled as though weíre on a quest to find something extremely valuable, and the full responsibility rests on her to be the first to spot this elusive prize.

The nights have been growing colder, persuading the leaves to adorn their coats of many colors. The days are still warm, but refreshingly cooler than the long hot days of summer. Change is coming, you can feel it in the air. We havenít had any winds yet this fall, so the trees are fully loaded and bursting with color. Itís a clear, peacefully still afternoon. A beautiful autumn day in Godís country.

Only needing a few items I wasnít in the store long, so you can imagine my surprise, as I reach the door, to see Gloria, one of the checkers, leaning hard into the wind as she wrangles a runaway shopping cart through the parking lot and back to itís hitchiní post. Laughing as we pass in the doorway, we ask each other; ďwhereíd this come from?Ē

Walking to my car Iím amused at the random gusts of wind that seem to be asking the question; ďwanna play?Ē to anyone that might be willing. Wind always seems to ask that question of me. Ever since I was a girl and played ďhorsie.Ē Whenever the wind blew I would gallop around the neighborhood pretending I was a horse feeling frisky on a windy day. It was great fun, when I was young. The wind, to this day, taunts me to play, as though it canít see that Iím a grown-up now.

As I turn off the highway, and head up my road, Iím treated to a glorious surprise. In that very moment a tree gives up her beautiful golden leaves to a mighty gust of wind that seems to pluck them off and randomly throw them into the air. After swirling in the wind and giggling (yes, Iím sure I hear them laughing and shouting joyfully to one another) they fall to the ground.

Moving along at a crawl I am mesmerized by the scene before me. I donít want to miss a second of it. Everywhere there are leaves. In the air, on the ground, a shower of fall colors, cascading down all around me and crunching underneath as ever so slowly I continue on. I can no longer see the road, itís covered in orange, yellow, red, purple, and brown.

This is a glorious display of beauty and Iím filled with awe and appreciation! I feel as though God and I are enjoying it together and I sadly realize that there will never be adequate words to fully describe what Iím seeing.

I look over at Lucy, expecting to see her nose front and forward, eyes peeled for something sheís sure will appear at any moment. But instead she is looking up at the leaves falling all around us with a look of wonder on her face. So maybe there are three of us that are enjoying this production, as God has the trees and the wind present a special performance of ďThe dance of the Autumn leaves.Ē

Incidentally, it didnít get past me that the leaves have reached their full maturity and yet are still beautiful when frolicking in the wind. So next time, when the wind comes a calliní, donít be surprised if you see me kick up my heels and take off at a gallop, trot, spirited walk, with a whinny and a neigh!


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Joanne Sher 09/07/09
What a beautiful reflection on an autumn day! Love your descriptions - you absolutely made them come alive. I really enjoyed this piece!
Karie McCaffity09/09/09
"I feel as though God and I are enjoying it together " I think I was right there with you. I could see the leaves dancing too. Great descriptions.