Walking on Sunshine
Walking on Sunshine Back in the eighties there was a song called Walking on Sunshine . The chorus said “I’m walking on sunshine, wo-oh, And don’t it feel good?” Despite the poor English, I agree. Walking on sunshine indeed feels good. I can’t help but sing these words as I stroll through my neighborhood. I feel good in part, because with the changing of seasons, the leaves are turning from a somewhat monotone green to glorious colors of red, orange, and gold. I feel good because the sun warms my face and touches my soul. October is one of my favorite months for many reasons. Yes, it is soothing to sit outside and soak in the autumn sun. But there is more. In October, the apples are ready to be picked. When I was a little girl, we worked together at my grandparent’s farm cleaning the apples, cutting them, and feeding them into the cider press. To tell the truth, I probably did little to help with the making of cider…but gi...