I wish I could say this was from my mountain (I took it not far away though!) and it fits in spirit with the post. :D I love autumns on my mountain. I love the walks, scuffing among the leaves. I love the curled leaves all about the dying grass. I love the little cabin in the woods...how it fits so snugly among the trees. I love how orange leaves are the blue sky's compliments. I love the golden light, I love looking up,

Over the past year, I have come to know and love a very dear family that resides in Virginia in a lovely place called Weeping Willow...

Badminton with my siblings... Wild roses... Thunderstorms... And the window pane after... Freshly cut grass... Wild roses and gates......

Now I see what grown ups saw then.       Some plants and leaves and sticks and stones,      The broken glass and rusty tin,      The...

Earlier mornings... Splashes of color... Growing trees... Blue skies... Pink sunrises... Spring rains and rose petals... New buds... This...

Photo Credit to Tara Tarr This week, I am pleased to introduce you to one of my friends, Tara. She came to me with this post idea, and...

We all have our visions of a perfect holiday, whether that holiday is a birthday, Easter, Thanksgiving or Christmas. For me, Christmas is...

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble," Psalm 46:1. (ESV.) It's hard to understand something until you've...

Because of my name (yes, Autumn is my name and not a pen name), I have often received questions about how my name makes me feel during...