It's fall, y'all (with a d'oh)

Fall arrived today, several days after the autumnal equinox. Today felt like fall like yesterday felt like summer, minus the humidity. Yesterday was the last of several consecutive days of 90-degree-plus weather with clear skies. Today it was in the 60s with no blue anywhere up above -- only a few layers of gray and white. The plants on the hills showed their fall colors. And on the Ohio River, there's not a pleasure boat in sight. Not even a boat with people fishing. And the parking lots at the boat ramps I visited were deserted.

On the way up the Ohio sidse of the river to pick up my boys from grandma's house, I stopped at the Robert C. Byrd Locks and Dam (formerly known as the Gallipolis Locks and Dam). Maybe a half dozen people were fishing, and all were bundled up against the light rain. Out on the foot of one of the dam piers, I saw a heron.

Yeah, it's fall, and it makes me sad. I had a great summer. Maybe fall will be good, too. We'll see.

D'OH: Today I remembered that I did see at least one pleasure craft in the water, maybe two. They would have been right below the R.C. Byrd dam, sitting where the turbulence of water coming over the rollers starts to dissipate. Fishing, of course.