Crimson maple trees line dormant fields; their vibrant leaves release in soft autumn breezes, scattering onto somber ground. Goldenrods wave enthusiastically in the crisp autumn winds, greeting regal aspens showy in their matching yellow foliage. Vacant summer homes sit as hostile witnesses;cold wind gusts beat upon their hollow cores, foretelling the inevitable. dVerse Poetics: Fall (in) love hosted by Punam