Because I was quite busy this fall, I did not get around to sharing some photographs I took this fall in the Northwoods. As always, the fall is a splendid time to be out in the woods and on the water as the aspens, oaks, and maples create a lovely setting. I took these photographs on a calm, serene day when there was hardly any wind. The lake was very still and there was just a slight bite to the air, a sure signal that fall was here and winter was not far behind. I could hear a couple of blue jays bickering with one another across the lake and closer to me I heard a few faint “chick-a-dee-dee-dees” – here were some of the hearty birds, the few that are able to survive the long, ensuing winter. All of the other summer birds had already left this northern wilderness for their warm winter haunts further south. As I sat on the edge of the lake taking in the fall, I wondered, “Why can’t every day be like this one? Why can’t the woods remain in eternal fall?” Indeed, it would be amazing if they could.