The wind has been howling out my window while I lay awake and listen. Any leaf that thought it could hold on eventually met its match and gave way.
We had a beautiful fall this year, a long lasting one full of the most vibrant colors. I watched with adoration and amazement. But stick season is upon us now.
The absolute best part of the day this time of year... 4 o'clock, when the sun is on the horizon turning the clouds a golden yellow and pale pink, and the twigs on the branches appear to be painted on the canvas sky.
Yes. Welcome Winter, it is lovely to see you once again.