I love autumn and all it's amazing colors. Even though the weather is cooler and often here rainy - the amazing colors warm me and leave me in awe as I drive by them.
I am reminded of a story a few years ago.
Part of the highway I often take runs thru a very mountainy area. Lots of rolling hills and rocks edges. 1000s of pine trees intermingled with many kinds of maples, oaks and other leafy trees. Trees that burst into to color this time of year.
About 2.5 - 3 years ago when my kids were 3 and 4 we were driving this stretch of the highway and it was a pretty morning.
As we were driving thru the colors were amazing, there was mist, or fog or low hanging clouds (whatever you call it, is it all the same thing? If not, how do yo know which one it is?) creeping thru the hillside.
Sporadically thru the mist and blanket of green you would catch an amazing patch of colors, red, orange, yellow...It was beautiful!
It was then that my children looked out and saw this amazing sight and said in awe, " Mom, LOOK, FIRE! The mountain is on fire!" I thought it was so cute, I looked at it with that thought and it was amazing how right they were. The mist looked just like smoke only not gray - it was very pretty. And the bursts of color - fire!! The hillside looked like it was on fire. It was awesome!
Kids say the sweetest things, and they are always so true aren't they?
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