It’s getting to be that time of year again with cooler mornings and in the mid-70s during the day. And might I add, with a twist of a wee bit of autumnal feel in the air.

I can’t get enough. As summer begins its slow fade toward fall I feel this renewed sense of awakening energy that I experience every year at this time.

I could hardly get out the door fast enough for a walk this morning. Gidget rides in her dog stroller because she can’t walk the over 2 1/2 mile route that I usually take.

When I get closer to home, I let her out of the stroller and she walks the rest of the way home.

Today I set her on the stoop to go back to the stroller because I forgot my ipod.

I was taking my time walking back down the sidewalk to the front door because I really didn’t want to go in. I wanted the morning to last forever.

As I looked at my flowers so pretty in full bloom, I felt a little sadness that soon they will fade and die.

But then I thought how lovely they are and instead of dwelling in the “what if” should really enjoy them to the fullest while they continue to display such vivid colors.

I then heard this little voice in my head say, “Which flower is the prettiest?”

And then I heard, “Pick me!  Pick me!”

Yup, it was the most beautiful flower of the bunch there on the left hand side looking at me with eyes that can get me to do just about anything.

“Yes, Miss Gidget,” I cooed. “You are indeed absolutely stunning in all your blooming beauty.”

“But let’s not forget that yellow flower, in all her exquisite glory too, behind you.”

Two forever flowering buds that will bring beauty to my days in the dead of winter when the flowers of summer are but a distant memory.

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