Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees....
Are we not better and at home
In dreamful Autumn, we who deem
No harvest joy is worth a dream?
A little while and night shall come,
A little while, then, let us dream...
~Ernest Dowson (1867–1900), "Autumnal"
It was a beautiful day for a drive along the Klamath River. I had Arty, the great Bigfoot hunter, with me to keep his eye open for Bigfoot. Legend says that the forest along the stretch of road we were driving is one of his favorite hangouts!