While walking outdoors today I noticed that it’s Fall. It wasn’t because the temperature was 40 degrees or that I was wearing a wool jacket or even that it just plain felt cold. What I noticed were the sounds of fall. Right now all the foliage is a little drier than the lush greenery of summer. With the wind blowing, all the dried leaves, grasses and tree leaves brush against each other. They make a sound loud enough to keep typical urban noises from being heard. Things like planes, auto traffic and the ubiquitous end of season road construction.
I could hear the grasses scratch against each other. Tree leaves brush with a quiet scritching that makes one take notice. Fall is here and will keep rolling into the next season, which shall go un-named for the time being.
I realize this isn’t the typical snarky, smart ass drivel you all are used to, but it’s what was going on today, so I put it in the blog. I promise there will be more snarky next time. Meanwhile, get your coat out.

When in doubt, you shouldn’t wait, it’s always best to obfuscate. (Not to be  confused with ice skating)