Janet's Blog

Almost every fall, just as the leaves are showing off their vibrant colors, my daughter, Meagan, decides to take family pictures of her children and, of course, she wants at least one good picture that includes Andy and her, too. So, most years, I go along to Northfield Park (or wherever she decides to go) to help with crowd control and snap a few pictures of the whole family with her camera, after she sets it on the tripod and makes all of the necessary adjustments. I usually have to make a fool of myself in an attempt to get everyone to look at the camera, and maybe even smile, but the final results are certainly worth any momentary indignity.  Getting ready for the perfect family photo I love going along because, along with schlepping equipment from one promising spot to another, helping kids with wardrobe issues, and entertaining the little ones who are waiting their turn, I get to snap a few photos with my phone. Unfortunately, sometimes I get to do a little unintentional phot...

As I've been walking this week, enjoying the last mild days of autumn, I can't help but dread the long, cold days ahead. Even though this fall has been beautifully balmy, I know what's coming, and I'm not looking forward to it.     Fall might have to be my favorite season if it only lasted longer, and if it didn't lead, inevitably, to winter! I love the crunching sound of the fallen leaves as I swish my way down the winding path. I wish I could enjoy it like I used to, when I was a young child who didn't know what foul weather was just around the corner. I love the majestic Cottonwoods' golden leaves, brightening even the dreariest, drizzly days of autumn. But, it's hard for me to appreciate them as I should, when I know that drizzle will soon give way to sleet and snow. Even worse, I dread the coming of the Brown, when there is not even any snow to add a touch of brilliance to our dull winter landscape. But then, God reminds me that I can become like ...

I love summer, but by the beginning of September, I am ready for a change. I always anticipate the end of 100 degree days. I look forward to crisp, sunny mornings, and glorious, golden Cottonwoods, and steaming hot cocoa after a cool hike through the countryside. Since I was a little girl growing up in northeastern Nebraska, I've loved to swish my way through the fallen leaves and breathe in that unmistakable aroma of fall. And God said, “Behold, I have given you every plant yielding seed that is on the face of all the earth, and every tree with seed in its fruit. Genesis 1:29 If all falls were like this one, autumn might have to be my favorite season. But, alas, in recent years, western Nebraska falls have been so fickle. I can certainly do without measurable snowfall and frigid temperatures in September and October. This is the first year in quite a while that early snowfall hasn't pulled down the leaves before they even have a chance to change color. I am so grateful that my...