Fall!

Three straight days of morning temps in the mid-50s have come as a welcome reminder that autumn is imminent. I’ve opened the big curtains in the condo for the first time in a couple of months now that the summer sun is no longer shooting daggers at me through the 10-foot windows behind them. Maybe I’ll buy groceries soon. Cool weather inspires cooking … and memories of New England. I had the good fortune to travel the northeastern corner of the country several times during the last decade of the last millenium and the cumulative effect of those travels has been lasting. At right is a photo I shot for a travel piece I wrote back in my newspaper days. It’s of a tinsmith at Old Sturbridge Village in Massachusetts.