By Jill Henderson – Show Me Oz –
As the hours of daylight become blatantly shorter, the journey of seasons moves quickly towards the Great Sleep of Winter. Despite the prolonged drought, Ozarkers everywhere enjoyed a most spectacular fall color display. In all my years of living in the Ozarks, I can’t remember a fall as beautiful as this one. But now that the Autumn show is over, the curtain is coming down in a torrent of swirling leaves and piling up in huge ankle-deep drifts that blanket the earth in gold. And yet, the falling is far from over. For even now, the leaves cling to the remnants of their arboreal lives – resisting their eventual future as rich dark humus and rattling their final farewells at the slightest breeze.