September is my favorite month of all.Monarch butterflies are migrating overhead, following air roads only they can see and travel to their winter homes.
Autumn officially starts with the equinox, but for insects and birds and trees (and anyone who rises at dawn) the journey that leads to a New England winter is already in progress
Welcome to fall. Orange and deep purple are the colors of September.
Pumpkins and mums, orange-yellow goldenrod and the purple New England asters - cold nights and colorful leaves overhead, the sound of birds flocking to fly south. Time to don wooly sweaters and workboots and chop some firewood, clean the chimney and ready the woodstove.
