With the beginning of fall on the way. The really odd thing around here is the trees seem to be changing a bit too. Either that or they have decided enough is enough and are just flat out going to give up the ghost.
Wow, not very a very upbeat post. I will stop here. I am dreaming about a mountain cabin right now. You know one without electricity or WiFi and with a creek chuckling to itself next to the porch. With no forest fires close by. Yep, I know a dream.
"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting
and autumn a mosaic of them all."
- Stanley Horowitz