We call the low fields down along Dry Branch the Bottoms. This morning, when Alf & I walked down the hill to get the newspaper, I could see the first fairly heavy frost in the hay fields. The top of the hill can be 10 degrees warmer than the Bottoms.
This year the leaves have taken a subtle turn. The very dry Fall, I think, has made for generally subdued colors, with a few exceptions, all the more vivid viewed against the overall tapestry of browns.
When I woke up, it seemed that I'd spent an entire night deep in the past, brought on by yesterday's concentration on "You'll Always Come Back". So I've identified one of the cautions I need to keep in mind as I work on it ~ be sure not to neglect the beauties of the present, lest you, as Cebah says, "Overlook an orchid whilst searching for a rose."
Here are some of the present beauties in the Bottoms and on the Hill: