When it comes to blooming, the difference is night and day

Autumn creeps slowly into the mountain valleys of West Virginia. Cool, crisp evenings signal the end of summer and our gradual march toward winter. Colors slowly appear, then radiate, in the trees hugging the sides of the mountains. Summer-visiting birds pack up and move south, preferring to winter in warmer locations. And I find it harder and harder to remove myself from the embrace of … Continue reading When it comes to blooming, the difference is night and day