There is a harmony in Autumn, and a luster in its sky,  which throughout the summer is not heard or seen,  as if it could not be, as if it had not been-Shelley Fall the time of year, when the nights get crisper, cooler,  and the beauty of the dying foliage treats our vision  to a kaleidoscope of reds, golds, burnt orange and yellow.  Why is it that sight of the forest dying, is such a brilliant display, I wondered… Listen in to find out what i discovered and remember  A SPARK ONCE LIT BURNS BRIGHT IN YOUR SOUL