It's that time of year here in the Northeast. Pumpkin patches, hayrides, mulled apple cider and lovely crisp weather. Well, hold off on that last part. I went apple picking in South Eastern Connecticut and it was well over 80 degrees!
No matter. The drive up the Merritt Parkway was lovely: full green trees just beginning to turn into golden reds and yellows and leaves swirling like in "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" cartoon. [Remember? Linus waits for the Great Pumpkin in the sky?]