The seasons are changing in strange ways. By this day last year, the winter chill was already heavy in the air with snow close at hand. This year is different. The air is still warm, approaching 60 degrees. A few trees have already shed their leaves, but most are still dressed in brilliant fall colors. Some are still green. I'm quite surprised, actually. Dandelions are blooming and songbirds are singing in November. The days are beautiful, but strange and disorienting.
|The sun shining behind red leaves.|