Autumn reminds me of love. It was the season I met my husband and it was the time of year we married. The smell of a bonfire, the cheering of football games and the brisk chill of fall air takes me back to our first year together – when love was new and wonderful. Love is like autumn in the garden too.
Why Love is Like Autumn
Love is an odd thing – kinda like finding a stray seed at the bottom of the seed box. You plant it never knowing whether it’s your prized heirloom pepper variety or a weedy F2 generation hybrid. It sprouts and grows slowly and surely, like love sometimes does.
Yet, it takes months before you see the first blossom. Then you must patiently wait for the fruit to develop. As it grows, you begin to see the true form of the pepper. Is