Fall 

Fall is an interesting time of year. There isn't much of a Fall in California, and I'd forgotten how much the trees really do change!  I love the color and smell of fall. I love the beauty of a street covered in flakes of yellow.    

I'd also forgotten how bold fall is... it has no reservations about what its bringing. Cold, snow, brown, wet... not really a list of my favorite things. Its easy for me to let these signs of winter distract me from the beauty of the season. 

Its in times of change like this that I've learned an important lesson. There is really nothing you can do about it. Accepting that doesn't make change easy and it doesn't make things better.  

Perspective can change the way we look at things though, and instead of seeing the death of summer we can see the birth of spring. The birth of spring really does begin in the fall. These berries aren't made in the dead of winter. The vine has labored the duration of spring, summer, and fall to produce these. They will bring new life in the spring. 

Change isn't easy. But it can be beautiful. It can even be disguising itself as something dying, when in reality it is bringing new life.