It is almost Autumn…You can breathe it in with the wet smell of the land…Trees are wearing magical hats – little explosions of color, born out of nowhere in the perfectly blue sky…I am standing in the stream and the water feels so cold…In the reflection you can almost see the little stones saying “brr…” and shivering in the cold. It is still sunny and trees are as happy as I am to get the last of the sun before rainy season. The smell is incredible - it is a mixture of rejuvenated forest, leaves that are decaying on the ground, and mushrooms – all embellished since it has been raining. I am trying to take all of it in; enjoy these last days before leaves start changing and we will see the bursting beauty of Autumn. After that – long cold winter; gray skies; nippy air; state of the deep sleep…So join me in enjoying this Indian Summer - this last dance of green leaves, the quietness of the battle between Summer and Autumn, the first “Good Bye”…