You know it seems to me that if there was a season that fills the heart with joy and is just plain relaxing, it is autumn. The last hurrah of summer with beautiful color and still warm days. And when you go aloft...oh my what a panorama! Azure skies, glistening lakes, and a forest carpet fit for a king!
And my little Piper cub with its brilliant yellow compliments the colors of the carpet below and it seems to say, "I belong here! This is my element between earth and sky!" And the faint smell of her fabric and exhaust and the autumn leaves blend like a steaming cup of mulled apple cider, kind to the palate, and unique to the taste.
You must forgive me if I wax a little philosopical on days like this but I think God must have created the fall for old fools like me saying, "Here you are, I saved the best for last!".