...November.

"Fallen leaves laying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than

the daffodils."

- Cyril Connolly 1903-1974

...the first day of fall.

Fall has to be without a doubt, hands down, my favorite time of year. As the summer hangs on to all that she can, calling in her cousin "Indian Summer" to linger a bit longer, I can still detect through her heat, the unmistakable scent of fall. Pristine blue skies, billowy white clouds, and crisp breezes will soon fill the air. Right around the corner will be all the colors of her season...orange, yellow, red, brown and the subtle shades in between. Pumpkins will grace front porches sharing space with the odd scarecrow, spider-web, and black cat. All in the efforts to treat or scare away the little goblins of Halloween. Chrysanthemums will pop up where bright summer annuals used to be and wreaths of autumn leaves will hang on front doors to greet the friends and family we are blessed to share our tables with on Thanksgiving.
It is truly a season as rich as the colors it wears.