The Rusting Season

Dear Diary,

The vibrant colors are past but I love this particular part of autumn, what I call the "rusting season".  Standing by my pond, listening to the acorns falling and watching oak leaves slowly move across the water's surface propelled by a gentle breeze brings such a sense of peace and detachment for me.  I saw a Wooly Bear caterpillar too.  Seems we are in for a mildly harsh winter it proclaimed but for now it is mild and calm.  I'll take it.