The old farmers here call these days, these last days of leaves the “Days Of Grace,” the peaceful time of transition between summer and color and light and sunshine and the hard winters. The Farmer’s Almanac says this will be a hard winter, and I have not found the Farmer’s Almanac to be especially accurate in it’s predictions, but lots of people  hold to it and swear by it. I like the idea of “Days Of Grace”, I realized today I don’t have too much more time left to try and capture it.