The Catskills are displaying various colors. Leaves are still green, others are gold, red, and orange, and a few trees are almost bare. The shadows lengthen more quickly now.
Pumpkins are ubiquitous; hot soups are offered fare. Firewood is stacked high.

It is my last attempt, for now, to sleep beneath the stars. The campfire is no longer just a dazzling array of flames. I huddle close to keep warm.

It is autumn, the season of change.

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