Autumn is here!

Leann here. I am so excited that Autumn is actually here as seen in the pictures I took of my neighborhood. Have I lost my mind? Nope. When I lived in Colorado the end of Sept, first of Oct was the time of the best color. Down south, well, it’s a little later.

I love this time of the year. The thing that I miss most about Autumn in Colorado is the wonderful smell in the air. For years I never knew what that smell was, but I finally found out it was the smell of sage. Our sense of smell is one of the most primitive senses we have, but most of the memories I have are somehow connected with a smell. When I was growing up, I remember going to Grandma’s house and the wonderful smell of turkey cooking, going to our favorite Mexican restaurant and smelling refried beans, and the fresh smell of rain (which doesn't exist in this part of the country).

I think my children’s best memory of Thanksgiving is their father making the dressing and that mouth-watering smell that filled the house. (They still ask for it this time of year.) I’d stuff the turkey, but he made the dressing and the pies, for which I am very, very grateful. He tasted my pies and decided to take over the job. Thank you.

Here's to the comforting smells of the season. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.