Autumn Torment

I, like many other people, have a love/hate relationship with autumn. On one hand, it is gloriously beautiful with an array of color that is unparalled at any other time of the year. One the other hand, it is a precurser to winter. I revel in the crisp air, the colors, the feeling you get after taking a deep breath, the taste of crisp apples, and all the other things that say "autumn." But, the little voice in my head is saying, "Here comes winter!"

Right now I am going to just enjoy the scenery and take what comes next with the best of intentions to not complain.