Autumn

This is my first autumn back in Maryland and it got me to thinking about how unsatisfying autumn was in N.C. In North Carolina it didn't seem to have a purpose. We have a killing frost one day and 80 degrees the next. Everything would look dead and grey but the weather would be lovely. It just didn't compute.

Here the is a sense of purpose to the fall. Winters coming and even the stalking squirrel is getting ready for it.