Autumn’s Touch

The nights are suddenly chilly. Sweaters and warmer pajamas are being fished out of drawers. Today the air is crisp and cool, and the deep blue skies of autumn reign overhead.

Another summer is gone. The heat and humidity and drought that characterized those uncomfortable months have been replaced with gentle rains and cool breezes—marvelous sleeping weather without the artificial chill of air conditioning.

I sat one night in the dark with the open window near me. It was raining outside, and it was windy. The moist and chill air blew across my face, and it was refreshing and peaceful to feel a touch of the elements outside while dry and snug inside.

It isn’t very light anymore at 7pm. The darkness creeps in earlier and earlier in its autumnal encroachment. The lights are on now over the dinner table, and conversation revolves around school and homework. The tennis rackets, golf clubs and bikes on the porch wait for the weekend, or the weekend after that in some cases, as busy schedules leave less and less time for their use.

My children are growing (as kids are known to do.) This fall, Emily is losing the chubbiness of toddlerhood and her legs hang longer from her car seat and booster at the table. She is using bigger words, reasoning and holding conversations with the eternal question, “Why, Mama?” William is growing up, his thinking maturing. I listen to him talk with his father sometimes, and I realize how much of a wonderful young man he really is becoming. Mary is growing into a young lady. She knows her way around the kitchen like a pro, makes dinner, talks about her goals to be a graphic designer, and loves her small sister in that charming way older girls have with little girls. She has changed much since the last time the trees changed into their brilliant fall dress.

I have changed much also since the last time the leaves put on their autumn show. Another year older, God willing, another year more insightful, another year progressed on the path God has set for my life. I’ve stepped back into the field I know so well, working for a radio network 1200 miles away. Thanks to technology, I never have to leave home to do it. So the leaves begin their subtle transformation this year with new opportunity and blessings and challenges ahead.

This brisk weather is refreshing today, like the crunch of a good apple. Speaking of apples, I am entertaining visions of apple crisp. If I get busy, my two teenagers and beloved husband will be greeted with that wonderful aroma when they step over the threshold later after a day of hard work. The seasons may change, but the embrace of home upon their return stays the same.

11 thoughts on “Autumn’s Touch

  1. The Master's Slave says:

    My favorite time of year, hands down.

    This time of year is always a time of thanksgiving for me as it reminds me of how God meets my needs and gives me exactly what He wants me to have and nothing more.

  2. Ingrid Schlueter says:

    I ended up buying a Marie Calendar’s dutch apple pie – frozen. My plans were thwarted today in getting to the store for apples this morning and I ran out of time before taxi service to the kids schools started for the afternoon. Oh well, a frozen apple pie still has a very nice aroma! I’ll save my “from scratch” efforts for next week.

    Supposed to be 45 degrees tonight.

  3. Donna says:

    love any apple dessert–apple pie, my mother’s apple cake, crisp, cobbler. And, in a pinch, I’ll just make baked apples. Nothing easier or better or healthier (I put a little apple juice in the pan and no butter. Just core the apples and fill with a little brown sugar, maybe nuts, maybe raisins, maybe chopped apricots. Cover with foil and bake until tender. Delicious at dessert and a wonderful treat at breakfast.)

  4. Judi says:

    As long as we’re sharing recipes, here’s another simple, but simply scrumptious recipe for Roasted Caramel-Glazed Cinnamon Apples:
    Put oven rack in the middle and heat oven to 400 degrees. Place 3Tbl butter in a 13×9 inch baking pan (I find my corningware white French baker, approx. 11 inch round, 1 inch high fits perfectly) and set it in oven to melt butter while preparing apples. Meanwhile halve and seed 4 firm, crisp apples. Sprinkle 1/2 cup brown sugar over melted butter in pan. Arrange 4 cinnamon sticks (about 4 inches each,) halved or mix 2 tsps. ground cinnamon with the brown sugar. Place apples, cut side down over this. Bake until apples are tender, about 25 minutes. Remove pan from oven, turn apples, cut side up, and spoon sauce over apples. Return pan to oven and continue to roast until golden brown, about 5 minutes longer. Remove from oven and let cool slightly. To serve, spoon a half apple into each bowl,(we always spoon two halves into each bowl!) sticking a cinnamon sticke in each core if you didn’t use the ground cinnamon. Put a dollop of Greek yogurt (The Greek Gods Honey Yogurt is THE Best!!!) or whipped cream is also yummy. Top with a sprinkling of sliced almonds for a delicious dessert. Really easy and really good. Really! 🙂

  5. Judi says:

    P.S. Ingrid. I meant to tell you I loved this post…”The darkness creeps in earlier and earlier in its autumnal encroachment. The lights are on now over the dinner table…” We’re entering what I like to refer to as the cosy time of the year. I never like turning the corner from summer to autumn, but once I’ve actually turned the corner I LOVE it.

  6. Kris says:

    Loved your post Ing. Even the fall air has hit Oklahoma. The air conditioner is silent and you can hear the birds in the morning with
    the rustling of the leaves on the trees as the wind blows. It’s wonderful!
    Fall is a week away. My favorite time of the year…Kris

  7. carolyn says:

    What a wonderfully written post! Autumn is also my favorite time of year. Crisp air, crisp apples, colorful leaves, the bluest blue skies with puffy silver clouds, the fall harvest, warm sweaters, and the beginning of using our cozy woodstove!

    PS – Ingrid, I keep rejoicing with you at your new radio endeavor. Praise the Lord!!!

  8. Julaine Appling says:

    What a gift you have, Ingrid…really. Your posts are inspiring, challenging, and so very well written. My mind swirls with the images you create…truly a gift. Blessings…

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