That's how Tommy Tomlinson put it in the paper yesterday morning
Up in the mountains the leaves have started to talk, getting a consensus on when to change clothes, trying to decide on the proper styles for fall....You can feel the pull of the perpetual calendar that turns outside the window. You don't even have to check it. It turns the pages for you.
Around here they'll be loudest about the beginning of November. I remember last year it was later than that.
Three years ago we stayed at the Pisgah Inn on the Blue Ridge Parkway at the end of October and the show was pretty much over in the mountains. But I got up early and sat on the deck and watched the sun rise and the hills go slowly from pitch black to misty gray. Right before the sun came over the trees a blanket of fog suddenly draped the valley below and then the blinding sunlight burned it off as quick as it had appeared. That whole show took about an hour and reminded me that's how it happens every morning -- it has a beginning and a middle and an end, but I only notice a moment of it. God's pace is way different from mine.
FOLIAGE REPORTS -- where the leaves are changing around here, updated every couple of days
SOME PLACES TO STAY and THINGS TO DO in the mountains
See for yourself at HIGH COUNTRY WEBCAMS
