As the seasons shift one to the other, we celebrate the brief bright palette of leaves about to fall, rejoice in the warmth left in the earth, and glory in the Vineyard in fall.

October is autumn through and through, and autumn is for walking. Alongshore, in the fields and forests, no month rewards the walker more handsomely, and although this may be somewhere truer than on the Vineyard, we don’t know where that place might be.