The only thing that wins spring over fall as my fave season, is that summer follows it versus winter. Fall is peaceful. Nestling in, settling in, tucking in…harvesting, preserving, baking. The garden becomes burnished, rusty, antiqued, sleepy. And of course glorious colour. The classics – sumac, sugar or red maple, burning bush, virginia creeper, and little treasures like sedum, blue star, gourds and chinese lanterns.