A few mornings ago I noticed that the street lights were still on when I took Bailey out for her morning walk. It was bit jolting. One day the morning is bright and streetlight-free; the next, it's darker and in need of artificial illumination.
It's not that the seasonal change is unexpected. Let's face it, I've seen many an autumn roll in. But I'm always caught unawares by how quickly fall (and spring) hit. All at once the moon is in a completely different part of the sky. It's darker when I leave work in the afternoons. And the streetlights are still burning for my morning walk.
Fall is my favorite season, so I find some reassurance in the new morning and late afternoon darkness. Can cooler weather and colorful leaves be far behind? And will it happen . . . suddenly?