22 x 10″ Acrylic and ink on canvas

He knew fall was right around the corner – crisp mornings attested to that.  Brightly colored summer fruits would soon come to an end, and squashes of all sorts of earthy tones would make their way to center stage. A hearty fall harvest would bring about simmering stews – the scents of which would waft out slightly cracked windows. As the quiet bird pedaled home, enjoying the last days of summer, he was comforted by such thoughts.