Autumn ... the year's last, loveliest smile.
-William Cullen Bryant
(Indian Summer)
I doubt I will ever cease to be amazed this time of year as the best of Summer collides with the beauty of Fall. All of the flowers are flourishing while the neighborhood foliage begins to put on its most glorious show pausing only for the bold, red punctuation marks dotting the casual holly tree who's been waiting all season to stop onlookers mid-sentence.