Not here in the Willamette Valley of course (I’d be headed to Mexico ala “Day After Tomorrow”), but Timerbline Lodge saw some already. Granted they’re way up in the Cascades, but I’m still saying a mournful goodbye to summer. Ah well. When I remind myself that winter here can barely be called winter (save for when we get wicked ice storms like last year), it’s not so bad – just glad to NOT be in Ida-hell! Also, autumn here lasts so much longer. Autumn in Idaho lasts like 3 days – the trees go from green to bare almost overnight.