It’s coming. I stood out on my deck this afternoon just to let the wind whip my hair, to listen to it harassing the trees and I could sense it. As it tantalized my nose with the scent of sweet, warm rain I could smell it. When the rain began trickling down my arms and cooling my skin I could feel it. Soon the mornings will greet me with sparkling, sun kissed, frosted beauty. Afternoons will satisfy the need for warmth with perfection only produced in autumn. The evening will bring the glorious conclusion characterized by shimmering, starlit skies illuminating the cool earth filled with bounty ready for harvest in this magnificent season we call fall. I love it. It’s coming…and I am ready.