I love this time of year...

I love these cool evenings and cold mornings. The smell of the ferns turning brown, seeing the leaves start to turn. Digging out the jackets and sweaters. Hot coffee on the drive into work in the mornings is just that much more enjoyable.

On the road we travel to town, on some of these cold mornings, you can tell along the way where there are ponds because there is where the mist gathers. You'll be driving along, all is clear, but ahead you can see the wafting mist... and then you drive through it, watching it roll in waves over the car's windshield. Or you can see it out in the hay field along the road, hanging low near the groud, but not really touching. Beautiful.

In the evenings, the mist starts rolling in... I was at my folks when dusk fell. Mom & Dad live right near a river. Heading home, driving up their long, straight dirt driveway, the field alongside was gathering mist...