There is a bite to the air and a greyness to the sky this morning that makes me feel as though winter is just around the corner. Fall is the fastest moving season I think. One especially windy day or a really good frost can completely change the landscape. A week ago our maple tree was covered in the most glorious ruby leaves and then yesterday I noticed that only the last few stragglers remain. I think it's the constant change and anticipation that give fall all of it's beauty.