His postcards are available here . There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion. Views of hues. The sort of scenes prized by both New England travel agents and calendar photographers. Pumpkin orange perfect.
Autumn is actually the sneakiest of seasons.
Something it's not. Consider the leaves whose fall provide the seasonal nickname. There is something about this limited time of red, orange and yellow leafwork that will drive a grown man to the edge of poetry. This is helpful. It usually gives him something to think about so that he might more easily endure the task of collecting pile upon pile of foliage flotsam.