Thanks be to God that the early snows of October melted quickly. Farmers are back on the fields, with a sense of urgency, to reap what harvest remains and to cultivate the land in preparation for the planting to come when the seasons turn again.
Berries left on the branches after the frost. Could they be sweet to the tongue? The enemy tempts with tastes unknown, but there may be poisons hiding there. Such things are best left untasted, untried.
At higher elevations, the snow lingers, early and unexpected, caught on not yet fallen leaves, branches bending under the weight of it. The trees remind me that all things shall bow before the Lord of Lords!
Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. Philippians 2:9-11 NIV