Even so, the golden-mantled ground squirrel has taken to its den. October is a month of contrast red and gold against the green, cold nights back to back with still-warm days. By November the year tries on its winter garb for fit. Days are short, nights cold. The pungent scents of decaying leaves and woodsmoke fill the air.
Autumn is nostalgia s time.
Leaves tumble whispering to earth. Even so, we feel the glory of this season, still full of vigor, yet serene. We accept Visa, MasterCard, American Express.