If you've read The Q, you might recall James Arch soliloquizing about Fall. He can't stop from paying homage to the season, a most dedicated acolyte before the alter of harvest and beguiling air and expressions of wild and complex color. Well. James Arch and I feel *VERY* fiercely about this wonderful tumble down season of Fall. Fall! 

In the Emily books, by L.M. Montgomery, the acidic yet wise Mr. Carpenter complains that too much poetry is written because of Spring. {Can there be too much?}...