Still autumn and wow

A couple of weeks ago, I was mistaken. I thought autumn had come and gone in a week, leaving us in the brown months of Texas winter.

But no--it was still time for the peach tree and the apricot to put on a show.

I'm still working on book#6 but I'm having a problem with this one. The Book Thief is not a book I want to read quickly. I find myself going back to reread passages and marvel at the unusual phrases he chose, close my eyes and imagine the look--or feel--or color it brings to mind.