It rained through the night. I would wake up, hear the rain, say a prayer it cleared by morning, and fall back asleep. Then in the morning, I woke up again and started to roll back over to sleep some more. But I got that gentle, subtle nudge to go ahead and walk the dogs. So, I quickly got dressed, put on shoes, set the coffee machine and took the dogs out.

It was a great morning. Not even a sprinkle was falling though everything was damp. It was cool but not too cool. Just perfect for walking. The dogs and I enjoyed it very much.

As we reached the end of our walk and were waiting to cross the street I felt the first drop of rain and could hear the approaching downpour. We quick stepped it across the street and onto our porch, just as the rain came crashing down behind us. It was fairly dramatic.

Wow.

It was one of those little but powerful things that remind me all the time, that help abounds as long as I listen for it. It would have been just as easy to go back to sleep and miss out on the perfect opportunity to get the dogs out for their walk.

So, this morning, Millie, Riley, and I are all very happy.

I've always enjoyed the season of Fall with the changing colors, cooler weather, and the signs of harvest all around. I've missed that these past three years in Texas. As we begin October, I'm simply hoping that it will cool down soon. Today it's supposed to be about 92.

This year, I decided that I was going to treat myself to a few days of Autumn in New England. I don't know if it will be as beautiful as West Virginia in the fall, but I'm sure it will be lovely in its own way.

So, I'll just be following this Autumn sprite to where the leaves are golden, orange, and red and the air is a little cooler.