Peaceful Home

It has been a very busy full week. Normally I have Monday's off, but today I had a funeral. I was so thankful it was such a beautiful fall day. Funerals are rough enough on a Monday, but rain and cold and snow always deepens the sad and solemn mood. Gray skies darken gray grieving hearts.
Early this evening, I could not resist. I grabbed my camera, plunked in the SD card, wrapped a fresh piece of scotch tape over the broken latch and clicked one shot after another: an array of mums, the last apricot rose, and these pictures of Home in this beautiful harvest season.
Autumn has the most exquisite light. It is rich and rose and golden. I have often thought that when I make that climb to heaven's door, I hope that it is in the light an autumn sunset, long shadows behind me, and that rosy golden glow surrounding and filling every sense with heavenly peace. To me, this is Harvest Home.