Pop on over to Harbor Cottage to see what Angie is up to.
Really the Americans are delusional (with all due respect) in calling this "fall" when it's so clearly an ascension. A climb into one's own skin, into layers of clothing, into routine and those sparkling mornings.
Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.
-- Faith Baldwin
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
There is a harmony
In autumn, and a lustre in its sky,
Which through the summer is not heard or seen,
As if it could not be, as if it had not been!
-- Percy Bysshe Shelley