9/9/07 – As the daytime temperatures slid into the comfortable 60s this week the sweatshirts and light jackets made their way out of the closets. You can feel the fall creeping in with the first few leaves scattered on the ground. This is the weather that brings to mind newly sharpened pencils and the smell inside a carefully raked pile of leaves. In my fall eagerness I went out looking for any changing trees that might be ahead of the game. – Caitlin


The view from the old bridge near the site of the former Sawbill Lodge.