Thankful that it isn't winter yet

There is nothing so gorgeous as the last days of autumn, when afternoon sun comes slanting through turned leaves, gold and orange and red.  The leaves catch dollops of light, juggling bright spots gently in a chill breeze under cold, clear, blue sky.

I want to walk and walk, before the snow falls, soaking in each moment before it is gone.  The days go fast now, especially since we turned our clocks back.  It's dark by 5 p.m.  Another day gone, another day closer to winter.

And yet, it is not winter.  Not yet.

For that I am thankful.  Seize the day!