Birth

The Spanish Moss Rose is a pretty unique flower in that during the evening hours, it folds itself back up into the bud and almost looks like it has died.   When the morning sun comes out and warms up the plant, the flower is reborn; blossoming out into an astounding yellow rose oozing with life as it it was the first day on this earth.   While autumn is usually the time that we start to end the year's activities through excavating our garden plants, mowing the lawn for the last time, or covering the windows to combat the impending winter chill, it is also a time that the colors and themes of fall are born again.   Our eyes and noses are treated to the sights and smells of fall each day when the pumpkins, apples, and other fall produce are brought in to bake those wonderful pies and pastries.

Births are also attributed to fall, as many in my family have been born this season.   My wife was born in October along with my niece in Alabama.   While my brother's and sister's birthday in August isn't technically autumn, I'll include them in this as well.   The newest member of our extended family came earlier this week when my baby sister and her boyfriend brought their first boy into this world.   An amazing little bundle of joy that happened to grace the world with his presence at the very time our seasons were changing during the autumnal equinox.   While the season hints to the beginning of a long hibernation, in my sister's world, and ours as well, it signifies the beginning of new life and the present of a beautiful, healthy, new baby boy.