Falling For The Season
The signs were all around this week. Then the weather forecast confirmed what we had suspected — that the fickle season of autumn is upon us. One day it is blustery and downright cold. The next day the stink bugs reappear during warmer afternoons. I saw the signs two weeks ago when Roseann and Skip’s tree at the bottom of their driveway turned a gorgeous shade of orange. Its huge branches reach over the lane we drive and serve as a welcome mat for anyone traveling under it. The mums have bloomed and nearly hit their peak this past week as overnight temperatures dipped into the ...