S: Autumn's Children
BC: * Photo's by Elizabeth * 2011
FC: Children | Chandler, Savannah, Madalyn, Lillian and Nicholas 2009 ~ 2011 | 's
1: "Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all." - Stanley Horowitz | 2009
2: A thankful heart is not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all the other virtues. ~Cicero | Chandler ~ 16 years old | Savannah ~ 14 years old | Lillian ~ 3 years old | 2009
3: As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. ~John Fitzgerald Kennedy | Nicholas ~ 15 months old | Madalyn ~ 11 years old
4: Cutest Pumpkin In The Patch | 17 years old ~ 2010
5: Fall Days Are Fun Days | The Great Pumpkin Adventure
7: 15 years old ~ 2010
8: Autumn leaves are falling | 12 years old ~ 2010
9: "Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower." - Albert Camus
10: A Harvest of Memories
11: Fall...The Colors Leave You Breathless | 4 years old ~ 2010
12: 2 years old ~ 2010 | Thoughts of love like falling leaves... Swirling in the Autumn breeze.
13: Crunching, crinkling autumn leaves spiraling, swirling in the breeze | Autumn is the hush before winter
14: Come said the wind to the leaves one day, Come o're the meadows and we will play. Put on your dresses scarlet and gold, for summer is gone and the days grow cold.
15: 18 years old 2011 | May the bounty of the season fill your heart and home.
16: "Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower." - Albert Camus
17: Glorious are the woods in their lasting gold and crimson | 16 years old ~ 2011
18: "Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn." - Elizabeth Lawrence | 13 years old ~ 2011
19: "Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower."- Albert Camus
20: The year has turned it's circle. The seasons come and go. The harvest all is gathered in, and chilly north winds blow.
21: 5 years old ~ 2011
22: We Rake, We Pile... WE JUMP!!! | 3 years old 2011
23: Autumn leaves are falling | I love the leaves, I do not know why. Is it their colors or how they fly? They crunch and crinkle under my feet; I pile them up and take a leap!