Not Your Typical Church Lady

It has been a beautiful fall. The trees on the mountains have held their colors much longer than usual, giving us more time to visually soak it in. We needed that. Organic beauty is soothing and refreshing. The trace of fog that lingers at the very bottom of the mountain in the morning adds a mystique and dream-like quality. Pumpkins, gourds and mums decorate porches.

We're working at picking our field of Indian corn. Every ear holds a surprise. Will it be red, variegated orange, purple, blue, or glass gem? One would think that pulling back the husk to find out would get old after awhile b...