Of the four seasons, I like Autumn the best. The temperatures are brisk in the morning and mild in the afternoon. The colors are vibrant. The dwarf burning bushes let you know they are in the prime of the season.
The drought continues, nearly six inches behind normal, and the streams are drying up except for those fed by a spring somewhere above the pool. Autumn leaves caress the surface, fallen from high above, the end of life as a leaf and soon to be compost.