“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.”
[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]”
These would be the last of the of the fall foliage photos I would take before the storm came through with her high winds and took with her every last fire-colored leaf off her perch in the canopies. This is our third fall in this house and I swear this fall looked like the forests were on fire with their autumn colors so vibrant. I don’t remember the colors being so intense the last two years and I can’t figure out if it is because I was just so immersed in the world of growing and raising babies or if this year was different because we had just the right combination of degree days in the summer to cook up such a stunning glow.
Now the forest is beginning to whisper hints of her slumber. And I admit, I’m not quite mentally prepared.