Nashville Recording Artist, Songwriter, Performer, and Author
I
love to go down to the creek at the back our farm and watch the leaves fall on
the water. I like to watch the changes across the fields where I live. And most
of all, I love to spend time with our little family. My wife, my daughters, and
our dogs make for some pretty special times that I hope I will remember even
when I get to heaven. My wife keeps all
kinds of cool things to decorate our house with and every day for the coming
weeks the house changes just a little bit more every day. It goes from summery
bunnies sitting around to scarecrows and pumpkins. She keeps fresh apple cider
in the refrigerator for us, and an occasional spiced doughnut may even appear
every now and then, but not for long.
Campfires are always nice, but I think they are best in the fall. The
night skies are clear, and the air is crisp. Where we live, it is always quiet,
and I can think clearly as I stare into the flames. That is until I look across
the glow of the fire and see how pretty my wife Cynthia looks in her faded
jeans and flannel shirt. Then, I usually forget all about whatever I was
contemplating. It doesn’t matter, though. I have all I have ever wanted these
days. My family is happy and healthy. My mom and dad are healthy and doing
well. And I feel pretty good too, knowing that all is good with those that
matter most to me. I remember not having the same feelings about fall. I saw it
as the season that brought an end to things. As far as I was concerned, it
represented nothing more than a killing frost and the beginning of bitter cold.
Our opinions change as we grow in age and wisdom, though, and that’s probably a
good thing in my case. These days I see fall representing a chance to slow down
a bit and reflect on things. There just isn’t any good reason to dread the
changing seasons any more than there is reason to ever give up hope. To me,
reminding myself what a lucky man I am is easy. I walk through our home and see
the pictures of my beautiful daughters and wife, my parents, grandparents, and
even our dogs. I know that I am blessed with far more than I deserve and
believe me, I don’t take it for granted.
I
won’t waste my time being cynical about things I can’t change. I refuse to be a
part of that thought process. As far as I’m concerned, the world is still a
pretty great place. I see all the crazies burning down their towns across the
country on the evening news and wonder what in the world they are thinking. I
hope I never become so bitter as to have that much hate in my heart. I want to
enjoy every moment that I’m given. I want to hold my wife’s hand and speak
without speaking. I want to know that my daughters know in their hearts how much
I love them. I want to play music and write songs. I want to drink hot cider
beside the campfire at night. I want to live my life with the volume turned all
the way up and never stop looking into the future or missing the minute that
I’m in. And when winter gives us her coldest wind and darkest clouds, I want to
know that spring is right around the corner. Go ahead and let the leaves begin
to fall.
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Scott Coner is a country singer-songwriter who has worked in the studio with legendary artists such as Tanya Tucker, T. Graham Brown and Charlie Daniels. You can learn more about him and hear his music at his music page.
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