I went to the trail again today. This time, I went in a direction, I hadn’t been in before. It was cool, yet warm enough not to notice. The air was crisp. The forest was almost barren. The trunks and limbs of the trees scattered the sides of the trail like x-rays on a doctor’s wall. The sun shinning behind them seem to make them appear heavenly. The final few leaves on the trees seemed to be hanging on for dear life, waiting for that gust to finally take them to their eternal resting place. The ground was carpeted with those who had already fallen. It was a completely different trail. It was a reminder that winter is upon us.