Today is the last day of autumn. Hard to believe, isn’t it?

At our home here on the White River, we’ve already had a couple of powdery snows, a bit of wintry mix, way-below-freezing temps, and visits to the bird feed by cardinals, chickadees, finches, juncos, blue jays, mourning doves, flickers, woodpeckers, tufted titmice, and nuthatches.

This autumnal post harkens back to a previous story in the Carding Chronicles called “Sunrise Hill,” which you can enjoy again, if you’ve a mind to do that.