Going Out To See - Missoula, Montana

“[T]he wind beats against the wood and the glass and sends its fleshless pucker against the eaves and sooner or later you have to put down what you were doing and go out and see.
And you can stand on your stoop or in your dooryard at midafternoon and watch the cloud shadows rush across Griffen's pasture and up Schoolyard Hill, light and dark, light and dark, like the shutters of the gods being opened and closed.” ~Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot'

Fruitful Transition, Missoula, Montana

I intended to add a gentle, lovely quote along lines of transitions of beauty in surrounding seasons mirror those of our soul - but Stephen King's witty words made me laugh out loud and then resonated so very well with my feelings about autumn. Enjoy (and may my mother forgive the one wee crass word.)
 

“But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”

― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot’