The first sign of Autumn.

Dear Diary,

Stopped at the pond and there it was, the first bright red leaf! I loved the way it seems to glow and the branch stretches across the pond with the hills in the distance. Seemed an absolutely perfect perspective to me.

It has been feeling coolish at night and in the morning but I take comfort in knowing that this is a swamp maple and they always jump the gun where Autumn is concerned. The little show offs that they are, they want to be the first one to flaunt their finery.

Still, there is no doubt that change is afoot. The lily pads are showing signs of golden brown here and there. The pond grasses have already turned as well so it is definitely coming. As I am often reminded of Thoreau's writing when I'm visiting the pond, this one seems most appropriate...

Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.