Sublime

an perfectly crisp and sunny autumn walk

++ bonus points for walking in silence, leaving my phone in my car, and listening to the sound of the leaves shush and fall from the trees

 It is officially the first day of fall. The leaves may have barely begun to turn, but, as Charlotte Mendelson reminds us, “ ’Tis the season of mist, nature’s Photoshop; trenchcoats; barley; licensed melancholy; munificence; and glorious rot.” It is a time when new growth ceases and gardens begin to wilt and shrivel. “After the