I gasped, not able to catch my breath and it wasn't because I was running too hard. It was the color of the light as it came over the mountain. My photo above, was taken following my run and doesn't quite catch it. The light here is a warm color. It feels warm even though the air felt slightly cool on my skin as I ran through it. I was listening to Iron and Wine, running like I was floating in the park. The smells triggered memories. This is my favorite season...all of it.