when everything stops as soon as you get the camera

 I've been washing windows. I'm getting a little nervous; it's almost November and it's mainly in the fifties during the day, the thirties at night. I look up the hourly forecast to see when the day will be warmest, and that's when I do my work. Today was supposed to be no more than fifty five, but sunny. I washed both my bedroom windows, and even though it was chilly, I enjoyed it so much. I hung my head outside and felt the breeze, the sun, and then watched the golden leaves fall quietly to the ground. I thought, "I could make a little film of this", but you know - when I came back with my camera, nothing was falling. Of course not.

There is nothing like the dark clouds and bright afternoon sun against the trees. and when the trees are in their autumn splendor, it can only be October.

The golden sugar maple is almost bare all of a sudden.

Beautiful, dramatic October, I wish it could last for a year!

-  Gladys Taber