Ah, Northwest Pennsylvania... the land of flame orange in the Fall, lake effect snow in the winter and towns with names like Beaver Dam, Spring Creek, Horn Siding, and Hatch Hallow. It is welcoming. It is hill country where curvy, rough two-lane roads that are chewed on the edges are the norm. There is a certain charm in it all and a certain pride in knowing that you can survive here -- all the while scoffing at those who fret about a mere threat of snow. Ha. True grit. Survival of the fittest.
This is the time of year when I feel the need to check my sock drawer, and to make sure I have mittens and warm boots at the ready. Time is limited now to cut back plants before Spring when they will be slimy and even harder to deal with. Icky. It is also a time of vivid blue skies providing a backdrop for leaves that are turning from deep green into vibrant colors... each day becoming a different postcard worthy scene. It is the time when walking paths and sidewalks include the bonus of the sounds of leaves under foot. It is a time of mums in bloom, squash and pumpkins in all kinds of colors and sizes. It is a time of raking while wearing a sweatshirt and cozy fires. Harvest time is coming to an end. Barns are full of hay. Too bad Fall is so short lived in Northwest Pennsylvania.
The quiet cold grays of winter will be here before we know it. There is a beauty in those days as well. But for now...
Enjoy these lovely Autumn days.
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