Alas, two of those three things are not true in the desert southwest. Trees are still green and will be until January when they turn brown and fall off. The only chill in the air is in over-air conditioned buildings. Outside, temperatures remain in the high nineties. Pumpkin lattes, pastries, candles and more are in plentiful supply, however.
Even though we in the desert southwest don't experience fall in the traditional sense, I am thankful for the changing seasons. It reminds me that God is a God of order, not chaos. One season follows the next in an orderly cyclical progression.
And I can still experience the wonder of fall color, albeit vicariously, when my friends post photos of trees with brilliant orange foliage. I just don't need a sweater to do it!
"For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven."
Ecclesiastes 3:1
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