A light dusting of snow lay atop the blanket of leaves on the ground.  A clear sign that autumn is nearing its end and that we are on the cusp of winter.  It seems as if autumn gets shorter every year - which saddens me since its a favorite season of mine.  I do find comfort in the fact that Christmas is much more enjoyable with chilly weather, as it conjures up the possibility of a White Christmas - something that I know the boys greatly desire.