The stratus clouds layer the sky like a stack of freshly folded sheets. Many of the leaves on the trees have begun to lose their chlorophyl. Will it rain this evening? I think it just might. Will the rain shake the leaves free and force them to reach the ground. I fear it just might. In no time the trees will be bare and the sky will be filled with gray clouds. Before you know it, the smell of winter will be in the air. We will begin to talk of snow. I would hate to live in a part of the country where you didn't see the seasons change like we do on the east coast. Fall is my favorite time of year. I love the chill in the air, the bright colors displayed in the trees, and the hint of winter to come.