Fall is creeping up, and what a beautiful time it is. The trees are beginning to turn color--the maples are some of the first to showoff. The woodbine is a brilliant red--it's an all but invisible vine that crawls up trees in summer, and in fall shouts its presence. The pungent, earthy smells of fall surround us we walk in the woods. And soon, very soon, we'll hear the call of wild geese winging high overhead, on their way south for the winter.
Remember, the songbirds are beginning to migrate. Keep your bird feeder filled.
It's a time to slow down and listen, look, smell, feel, and taste too, as you sink your teeth into a a freshly picked apple.
The Old Timer says: "Take time to: watch the sunset, find humor when nothing seems funny, do something extra for the special person in your life, walk in the rain, and occasionally do nothing--and enjoy it."
Reminder: The launch for my new novel, IN A PICKLE, is Thursday Sept. 27, 7:00 p.m. at Barnes and Noble West in Madison. We're planning a pickle counting contest, pickle pins for all, pickle snacks--and a reading.