Oh, I'm going to miss you, stunning crimson leaves. The grass was green yesterday and you hadn't yet begun your leaf-shedding. Soon you will be naked and shivering. Yesterday the temperature was a balmy 76 degrees, crazy wonderful for November 3rd. But on Friday the forecast is for a mix of snow and rain, high of 39. Mother Nature, why can't you just slip into the winter more subtly? Why the mood swings?