The warmth of fleece wraps my arms as fingers dig into the pockets of my winter coat. The sun is beginning to peek above the horizon, painting the sky in pinks and light blue. I adjust my earpods and press play so the On Being podcast begins. And for the next hour, I walk. Today, I pause many times to really see the colors of the season. Red. Orange. Yellow. Brown. Less green. No more pink blooms. It will be months before they reappeat. Today I walk and enjoy the colors of Fall, 2021.