Autumn's Not the Same Without You

When I took this picture, three years ago, you were by my side.  Together we romped through colorful leaves that rustled with every step, skip and jump.  And, oh, how you loved running through piles of leaves!

A magical time.  Not far from home.  This tree stood so stately, so regal and tall.  Stretching it's canopy over a carpet of gold.  You chased a squirrel up its trunk, I remember, and barked joyfully after it in hot pursuit.  But the squirrel was faster and scampered up to the first level of branches, peered down and chuck-chuck-chuckled back at you in delight.  Ah, those were the days.

Today I ran some errands, walked around the block and giggled to myself as I watched three of my cats playing on the roof.  Autumn isn't the same without you, Suzy.  Never will be, I suspect.  But our memories are vivid and the times we spent walking through the glow of each season will forever remain in my heart. As will you. My sweet Sue.