The Fall is my favorite time of the year. The air gets fresh, and even though I can’t see the leaves changing colors too well, I like hearing them crunch under my feet. I don’t understand why people are so worried about getting the leaves up. They disappear on their own.
Fishing is great in the Fall. Bigger fish strike the lure. I don’t know what I like best, the fish hitting the lure or the pull and the fight. I don’t care if they get off. Most of them make it into the boat, and then you have to be careful in getting the lure out of the fish’s mouth and not hurting the fish or getting a hook into yourself.
I am looking forward to having an open window for sleeping.