"'the Lord pours down His blessings. Our land will yield its bountiful crops."
Psalm 85:12 (NLT)
I love fall! The long days of summer are very hot and humid. Suddenly, you notice when you step outside there is a cool gentle breeze blowing in your face. Seemingly overnight the leaves on the trees begin to turn from deep green to a bright gold or tantalizing red. I find myself longing to visit, once again, the high mountainsides where the color is so beautiful it takes your breath.
But, I live in cotton country. The land is flat and crops grow for miles and miles. Farmers say the beans and rice have produced exceptionally well this year yielding many more bushels per acre than ever before.