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Paging Mr. Frost….Mr. Jack Frost….

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A couple weeks ago a friend of mine sent me a lovely card just in case the changing of the seasons proved to be a little difficult.


I thought this was wonderful and very thoughtful but I LOVE the Fall…love it….and I thought I would embrace the seasonal transition.

But last week I was picking the last of the tomatoes and a wave of sadness came over me. One of my favorite things was hanging in the garden with Samantha watching by, sitting in her Radio Flyer wagon. I think she loved it as much as I did.

It made me sad that we won’t grow another garden together; so sad that I drew myself a hot bath and had a little cry fest. Actually I am a fan of the cry fest, I am always feel better, a little cleansed, tired and at peace. I sat in the tub until my feet were raisins.

But now that I have come to this conclusion, I want this year’s garden to be done, over….I am now ready for another season, a little change, a step forward. My sad tomato plants are hanging on by a teeny tiny thread….they are ready too.

As luck would have it, our autumn has been historically hot. I feel obligated to go out and water our sad little plants as they cling the last remnants of Summer…..producing teeny, wimpy fruits.

I need a good crisp Fall. I need a cleansing cold. I need to say goodbye to my tomatoes. Mr. Frost is a tad tardy.


2 responses to “Paging Mr. Frost….Mr. Jack Frost….”

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    Deana

    Ecclesiastes 3A Time for Everything 1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: 2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, 6 a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, 7 a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, 8 a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.or, Turn…Turn….Turn…….

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    Rebecca

    What a thoughtful friend to send that card. I am sure there will be many moments, sights, people, places, times, and more that will be tough and emotional.Out of no where, Max was talking about Sam last night – know that in those varied moments that will come there are little hearts and big ones remembering sweet Samantha.

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