Indian Summer

I just can't remember a nicer stretch of weather than what we've had for the past two weeks (yes, after a horrible, flooding, damaging rainy seige). Here is what I like a lot:

• Discovering that fields on either side of a road I travel frequently were planted in pumpkins. The orange globes just appeared the morning after our frost.
• The migrating warblers hopping branch to branch, so tiny.
• Combines and gleaners, and the stubble they leave behind.
• A maple tree that changed literally overnight from green to red and gold.
• Sweatshirts with shorts.
• The crisp clean air under high pressure.
• The last of the mosquitoes.
• Apples. Apple Crisp. Caramel apples.
• Seeing Jack's fall dapples fade as his winter coat starts to come in.
• A harvest moon.
• Frost on the Aframe that melts in time to play.
• Maggie's energy in the cooler weather.
• The way the midday sun feels so warm on your face.
• The first batch of stew.
• Twilight.
• Post season baseball.

To be continued