Autumn is here. Well, not here, exactly. It was arriving, and here it is already leaving. Unlike its epilogue, winter, with fall there is no static moment where it settles in to stay. Rather, it is the story itself: changing, moving, rising and sighing. Yet for all of its dynamism, it is a quiet season. Amid the bursts of color and sudden shocks of frost are the hushed reminders to not only pause, but stop and…