It’s a new season, metaphorically, visually and literally. We started our journey at the end of chartreuce spring, meandered through the hunter green of summer, and we’re now basking in the glory of a vibrant fall. The trees had just started to turn when we left the northeastern reach of Maine’s craggy coast, and has continued to delight us as we’ve trekked south to the Blue Ridge Mountains of Transylvania County in North Carolina. It seems silly, how we hunched over that first red leaf in awe, so many miles ago. We’ve followed the yellows, oranges, arburns, purples and reds for over 1,500 miles. Scientifically, I think it’s the end of photosynthesis and colors are the result of leftover food and waste. Aesthetically, it’s the perfect palette with more colors than a Pantone chart, and especially under a blue sky. It’s not just color…it’s seen, felt, smelled and trod upon. Acorns and nuts fall like hail and the squirrels are in a frantic scurry to stockpile. Leaves don’t rustle in the breeze, they detach and parachute down onto the “has been” grasses and colorful shrubs, each with a complexion all it’s own. We’ve been in Transylvania County almost two weeks and the show’s almost over. I secretely hope this will pick up again as we go south, but even if this is the end…it’s enough. I’m reading a book that says “You will never forget your first fall.” Boy…is that ever true. What a gift!

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”

― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”

― Albert Camus

“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.” [Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]”

― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks

“I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.”

― Lee Maynard


“There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.”

― Joe L. Wheeler


“It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.”

― Diana Gabaldon, Outlander


“Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable…the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street…by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.”

― Hal Borland

“Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.”

― Samuel Butler

“Autumn is an interesting season, even in the metaphor of life, is a time of decline, of loss, but also intense and haunting beauty.

Some places, like some people, never are, or have been, as beautiful in their fall.”

― Luigina Sgarro


“THERE is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—

Touch of manner, hint of mood; And my heart is like a rhyme,

With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.”

― Bliss Carman


“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.”

― William Cullen Bryant

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