My Favorite Fall Things (A Song)

Fall is in the air! The Autumn Equinox is September 23rd which heralds the official start of fall. Where I am, the leaves are already slowly beginning to change, the air is crisp, and apple picking opens tomorrow. To commemorate my love for all things fall, I made up a song which I feel sums up why I love fall so much. It’s sung (or read along) to the tune of My Favorite Things from The Sound of Music. I hope it gets you into the fall spirit! You’re welcome.

My Favorite Fall Things

Sunlight that’s waning and warm knitted sweaters
Full moons on crisp nights and leaves changing colors
Pumpkin spice flavors in everything
These are a few of my favorite fall things

Costumes to make that are scary or charming
Pumpkins for picking and gutting and carving
On Halloween night when the doorbells ring
These are a few of my favorite fall things

Lighting of candles for those who have passed on
Giving thanks for all that has come and has gone
A feast with the family that’s worth sharing
These are a few of my favorite fall things

Pumpkin patches
Apple offerings
Eating squash nonstop
I simply love everything that autumn brings,
And it makes me feel so glad!

Fall is in the air

In Memoriam of Our Furry Friend

Our dog PyperA few days ago we were devastated by the sudden loss of our pet dog, Pyper. These past few days after her passing were emotionally draining and left us weary. She was a year old when she joined our family and was with us for six years. There was an instant connection between us, and being my husband’s first dog, they had an even more special connection. We learned over the years that there was not a door or a fence that could stop her – in her time she chewed through a bathroom and garage door and was an escape artist when it came to kennels. Besides being a Houdini, she loved running and lounging under a shady tree. Water was her nemesis – she even found going to the bathroom out in the rain irksome.

Nana dog

When D was born, Pyper immediately took to being his Nana. She watched over him and was a giant, four-legged friend to him. When D learned to roll, he would roll straight to her so that he could be next to her. When he learned to walk, he wanted to be the one to hold her leash while out on walks. He loved to give her hugs and exclaimed “Pupper” whenever he saw her.

Nana dogWalking

It still feels unreal that Pyper is actually gone. There is a hole in our family that she once filled. Her death was very sudden, unexpected, and tragic. Sifting through the emotional upheaval of her passing has been challenging. Yesterday I turned to writing to process my emotions. A poem began to take form and a wave of peace washed over me after it was done. The wounds are still fresh and raw, but I feel comforted by the fact that her spirit is free to roam. She is with us in memory and in love.

Me and my dog

I’d like to share the poem here. Perhaps others who are dealing with the loss of a beloved pet can find some solace within the words.

Our Furry Friend

You no longer walk among the living,
But, my furry friend, this is not goodbye.
You run free anywhere and everywhere;
Fences nor doors are standing in your way.

Your wagging tail is the breeze in the leaves,
Your nose is the drops of rain on our cheeks,
Your eyes are the soulful knots on the trees,
And your fur is the grass beneath our feet.

Your bark is the rolling sound of thunder,
Your footprints are the stars across the sky,
Your smile is the radiant crescent moon,
And your embrace is the sun’s golden rays.

So you see, my friend, this is not goodbye.
You have become one with the Universe;
Free from the constraints of the living world.
You are always around and within us,
And will forever be our furry friend.