Yesterday, as soon as I walked out of the door of our apartment, it became apparent that the two large trees next to the building suddenly realized that it was fall and they had some catching up to do:
The blanketed foliage was a reminder of the end of one season of our lives in this place. As I think back over our two years here, this apartment represents so much of God's kindness to us. Most of our married life so far has been here. We've been so blessed with excellent landlords. Despite the enormous crickets (one of my two least favorite products of nature, next to centipedes) and mosquitoes that come with it, it has been wonderful to have woods and a little creek to look at right outside of our apartment... a scene fairly uncommon so close to Baltimore. We've been right down the road from a Wegmans in one direction and one of my best friends in the other. (Don't judge. Wegmans is a big deal).
Reflecting on God's kindness over the past two and a half years makes me excited to see what He has in store for us in our next location. There will be new people to interact with and new lessons to learn. When I started hauling things over to the house earlier this week, I brought these back from the garden:
Despite the autumn season, the yard was teeming with life... so much so that I couldn't help bringing some back with me. As my present surrounding is cluttered with evidences of transition this reminder has been a breath of fresh air every time I walk in to the kitchen.
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