Yes, fall is finally here in Cincinnati: the weather has turned chilly the past couple of days, and roughly half of the trees have leaves of a distinctly non-greenish color.
I love now thinking about the fact that the bright orange and yellows of the leaves were always there in them since they budded in the spring, that the green chlorophyll was simply so abundant that it overpowered these other brilliant colors until now.
(I am also comforted by poetic thoughts in the morning. They should disappear before I make my first pot of tea.)
What to do before the end of fall: drink a cup of tea and think about the leaves.