A little ode to fall

I read somewhere that what we consider "the leaves changing color" is actually not quite the case. That the true color of the leaf is the color you see during autumn, the leaves having stopped producing chlorophyll, which is responsible for the leaves' green color.

All we've been seeing throughout the spring and summer is the chlorophyll clothing, and it is only now that we can clearly see the uniqueness of each individual leaf. You can try as hard as you like, but undressed, you'll find no two exactly alike.

I think about this now, the leaves yellowing, the sun angle plunging, the gusty northerly winds, and I can start to see the face of fall.

Yesterday, I saw two sizable geese formations in the sky, scribbly cartoonish formations, and if you listen real hard, you can hear them honk honk honking to each other, "Which way?", "This way.", "Which way again?", "This way, over here."

The plumage is also changing on the birds. The starlings are getting blacker and shinier, all the better to soak up the limited winter sun (they stay here, and shun going south for the winter).

What do we need a calendar for, the sun is yelling at us, the trees are disrobing, the birds are on the move and changing clothes, the wind has tickle again.

Can you tell I love autumn?