Many of the leaves are off our trees, and these last few weeks the colors got suddenly brighter, perhaps due to some rain a few days ago, and some cold nights. The Bradford pears, in particular, are starting to look like heaps of hot coals.
When I baked a chicken pot pie last Saturday, I cut the top in an autumn pattern. Liriodendron, as beautiful a name as the shape of the leaves or the arching branches.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. While we are in need, and pray and ask for many things, we have been given much. We are overshadowed with mercy and riches, and lit from within and without by grace. Chiaroscuro in glory. Praise Him.