Knitting bloggers are sharing their skies (thanks to Sandy) so here is ours. You can see the maple trees in my yard in their full glory. Fall is just spectacular here, and it's at it's height right now. It's so fleeting, though. It's almost over before you've caught your breath and taken it in. There's something precious about that, but something sad as well. We need the glory of blazing leaves, brilliant skies, and crisply cool breezes to get us through the icebound winter. I'm trying to enjoy it as it slips by too fast.