We perform fall rituals. We clear the garden, plant narcissus, and eat tomatoes straight off the vine.
Squirrels busily bury corn under the bird feeder and front porch.
Raucous crows dive after fallen chestnuts, and two boys wearing cowboy boots pick the last daisies. We walk to the lookout. The sharp contrast of Mt. Rainier against blue sky surprises us. For two weeks rain has drenched the city, but today the sun comes back to say goodbye.