Pacific Northwest fall kicking in

In the last few days I had the opportunity to be reminded of how beautiful the fall season can be here. After having tried to stretch the summer season as long as I could, I am now embracing the coming fall. The first signs are well in now: Ghostly fog in the mornings on the river, the first ducks arriving, maple trees turning gold and red, the last berries, the dampness settling in, the rains hammering the roof of our boat at night, best lullaby ever. It is good that we're having seasons, and that our bodies and minds adjust to them. Cycles, the circle of Life.