The color you get in fall can be more brilliant to admire than our regular day in Paradise, as fleeting as autumn may be for you.

Can you imagine trees that only lose leaves because it grows and new leaves force them off? It's a kind of forever summer. Not to suggest we have something much of the southern US doesn't have but after a year the memory of autumn becomes richer, not dimmer to me.

The different joys of autumn contain the simple joys worth cherishing. There were the lazy Saturdays when in the 60s my lady and I walked the sidewalks and parks of Greeley Colorado, pushing the leaves while stepping, courting days before our years of marrainge since. Mountain Colorado Aspen, Colorado plains cottonwoods, the deep and flourishing forests of the Adirondacks and Catskills of upstate New York.

Hawaii is the most southern state in the United States. Fall is most distant here than anywhere. And this is my second time missing it. So there you have it. Something we don't have in Paradise.

Any unique thoughts about autumn for you?