Halloween

I am sitting on my front porch with an extremely large bowl filed to the hilt with candy. This years children seem even more excited to be trick or treating than last year's. The little cowboys, hulks, spidermen, ninjas, and ghosts made out of pillow cases take me back to Comanche's days of toting around a bucket and yelling, "twick o tweet!".
I also remember how he would lick his lips until they cracked while his dad and I would check his candy before he could eat any, and constantly repeating how he would just have to wait until we would finally feel confidant with a piece to give him until we were finished.
As I am thinking about this, I looked up to see a county sheriff's car drive slowly down my street. I'm glad they are patrolling but at the same time I can't help but to wonder if my son's children will have safe neighborhoods to knock on doors in a cute little costume.
When did we allow bad things to take over our children's lives? So many little ones suffer because the adults in our world (including me) can't figure out how to regain our right to protect t and provide for our families in a safe America.
Hopefully, the kids in classrooms across the nation are being taught to be better than us. Hopefully, they are given critical thinking skills that will allow them to solve the problems we are leaving them with. Between me, you and this blog... That just doesn't feel good enough.
So, what can we do to make it so our kids and their kids will be able to concentrate on their own created problems and not ours!? Sigh. Well, that seems to be the million dollar question, doesn't it?

I will think on this and so should you. If you come up with anything, then shout it from the rooftops! Don't let another day go by without letting other adults know so we can make the difference we are expecting our kids to do.

Fall

As the season changes, so does the mood. I am without doubt a summer baby...I love the sunshine and the lazy days, but something about the crispness of fall is also pleasant. I enjoy the colors of autumn and the whispers from the falling leaves. The pleasantness of the different hues of orange makes one feel like the sun has landed within the trees, and has kissed the ground with the softest lips. Each leaf knowing that the next breeze will be the ride of a lifetime. The natural brown and soft tan colors add to the flares of red, accenting the other one with a perfect match. The occasional bare limb longs for its counterparts already detached and moving on to another purpose.

The houses are decorated with the upcoming holidays and the mums have been sprouting to sing their own hymns. Children prepare for ghostly evenings and hope for bags of sugar with their goblin and fairy wear.

Sunday afternoons and Monday nights have their own cult following as the footballs spiral through the air. The fairer sex finds craft festivals and day trips to occupy their time.

The air turns cooler and invites a fire topped with smores and sticky hotdogs. Hayrides are perfected for long first kisses, and holding hands while sharing the same wool blanket.

Families begin thinking of new dishes to try for Thanksgiving and making final arrangements for travel; all while anticipating the hugs and staying up late trying to catch up on all that has been missed over time without each other.

Fall is a pretty awesome sight to behold. But I still can't help but wonder how to go straight from Christmas to May.