to all a season

i have got to say that any city or place where 'four seasons' reaches to is simply that much better of a place. growing up i seriously didn't know that tree's leaves turned any other color in the fall than green or dead brown. i kid you not; sad i know. fall time in fayetteville is another story and is appreciated endlessly though is not the reason for these words. however, it occupies deliriously happy thoughts. but colorado and its natural beauty is something that amazes me to new heights each day i spend in it. this past weekend being in the mountains was breathtaking. instead of the green i was so used to seeing since arriving this summer, white had taken over and made its unapologetic mark. it was so great to see the transformation into the winter season and how it was affecting all that was touched. lately there has been thought to the seasons of life and how there is a time for each of us to accept those seasons. seasons of alteration, growth, reflection, fade, consistency, and revolutionary change and the list goes on. the toughest part is acknowledging what the season is for your life and inviting it in with open arms. the season for my life as of late has been a slow fade with a side dish of transformation. these things are not only affecting my outlook on the everyday duties but a further look into life and how much of a great journey it truly is. there is little i or anyone can do to alter the season they are in. just because the weather changes doesn't mean the seasons of our lives does the same. i love this about life.
im waiting for the revolutionary season.