hello, fall

If you look closely, you can see it.

Tiny bits of color sneaking up on to the edges of even the greenest of leaves. 

Creeping down from the canyon, and spreading out across the valley.

If you are still, and you listen, you can hear it.

The birds are quieting, the garden is tired of growing and bending over to reach the ground.
There is a quiet breeze winding its way out of the sky.

If you step outside, you can feel it.
The crispness in the air, the sting of cold in the early morning.
The sun is getting lazier, stretching our shadows out across the grass.

If you close your eyes and inhale, you can smell it.
and smell it.
and smell it again.
A hint of leaves and woodsmoke in the air.
My favorite.

And as if these things weren't all good enough.......
...there is the taste of fall as well.
in
cookies
cakes
breads
soups!
crisp apples
baked squash
and hot cocoa.

We drove up the canyon to officially welcome the fall that is quickly making it's way down.
I can't wait for the color to spread....
and spread
and spread
and spread.

the end.