When I drove Anne to school this morning, there was fog all about and a heavy dew had fallen, but it soon cleared off and began to quickly warm-up. It was only supposed to get into the seventies, but instead made it into the eighties. I went for a bike ride in the park. I was on the lookout for fall colors, which so far this season have been rather ho-hum. Eventually, I found some, the red maples that surround Pagoda Circle were looking pretty red. Another red maple display, at the top of Art Hill was also in fine fettle. Our red maple, the one in our front yard, however doesn’t look like it will have any good colors this year,

