Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.You can almost feel the sigh of relief across the country as the summer heat gives way to cooler days. In a couple of days it will be officially fall ... my second favorite season and the absolute favorite for many people. Growing up in Kansas ... with no air-conditioning ... how did we do that? ... fall was marked by the first day when I could wear my jean jacket. Now, summer passes rather seamlessly into fall as leaves begin to turn colors and collect on the ground until we suddenly feel and say, "Fall."
-- Stanley Horowitz
There is talk of rain, something we haven't seen in the Sierra foothills for over four months. It will come but probably not for another month or so. So, for now, we enjoy outdoor living and revel in the cooler days, make sure the wood is piled high, the propane tank is full and enjoy the round of fairs and festivals that are part of each autumn.
About the Image: Taken in the Maroon Bells area near Aspen, CO
Beautiful image.
ReplyDeleteI, too, enjoy our autumn. Virginia is at its loveliest then, and we try to head out toward the hills/mountains to see the colors in the Shenandoah.