I stepped out on the deck this evening to put the days' coffee grounds in the compost bucket and I immediately wished I'd worn shoes. The sun got warm today with cloudless blue skies, but once the sun went down, it got chilly fast.
It was dark enough to see Mars in the southern sky, but a commercial jet flying at about thirty five thousand feet was high enough to catch the sunset. From my vantage point, I could see a peach colored contrail that it left in its wake.
The new moon looked like a newly clipped thumbnail but it was as shiny as a newly sharped scythe. I stood there shivering for a long moment before heading inside.
I know there are great things about each of the seasons. I think the thing I love most about autumn, is the night sky.