Strangely, for a time of year that sees the wild critters in a flurry of planning for the future, autumn really forces you to live in the moment. Particularly here, in the shadow of the Rockies, where the brilliant season passes in a flash, you don't have the liberty of waiting until tomorrow to take in the colours and the smells of autumn.
Basking must be done now. Two weeks of colour and the autumn winds will bring down any clinging leaves, inevitably followed by the first snow of the year.
In Alberta, in the autumn, we are all Buddhists.