August comes to a close and as always I start to think of fall. I love this time of the year. The weather seems to start that trend in temperatures where the nights are cooler and sleep brings more rest. I still can't put my finger on the one thing that makes the fall special regardless how hard I try. Something is stirred within my soul and I feel so much more alive than other times of the year. I want to feel the cold air against my face and breathe in that sharp cold. I want to hear the crunching of leaves as I walk beneath the bare limbs of summer's favorite shade tree, to see clouds through empty limbs stretched skyward and geese in formation headed to winters playground till their sun returns, I want this to last but I know each season has but a short life lest we become too content within ourselves.

The 10th of September I head to Pinion for several days with my friend Vick to do some hunting again. Fall turkey hunt is a great time to be in Pinion. We have that coffee in the morning which always tastes stronger and hotter than any place on earth. There will be the sun soon peeking over the mountains, but not too soon since the mountains help maintain that early morning a little while longer than does the buildings in the towns or cities. The drive around the area over the days of the hunt, looking and enjoying all the sites and sounds that this area has to offer will fill the hours not spent on hunting. These sights and sounds will not go to waste for there will be memories and pictures to relive the trip once we have driven the miles back home.

Helen leaves the 5th for her trip back to California and this place will be lacking the smells of food cooking in the kitchen the sounds of cleaning and knowing someone else is here. The place is quieter but more empty too. Not too long and her trips to the west coast will come to an end and she will spend those cool fall days back here in Hobbs and watch the leaves fall and the limbs become bare and perhaps she will notice the formation of geese as they head South.