Autumn
Autumn in Minnesota Ah, autumn in Minnesota, the Dolos of seasons. (You know, Dolos, the Greek spirit of trickery and treachery?) What better name for a spirit that lulls us with a perfect September, a lovely October - then punches us in the face with November enroute to the pits of January, February and March! ( December gets a pass for now for good reason as you will see.) Wait! I said I was going to write something positive this time and by God I’m going to if I have to lie my butt off. So, there is much to love about the fall (as long as you have short term memory loss.) First, think of these soft, cool mornings with bright comfortable days that slide into town in late August. Then as the days wear on the leaves turn to bright colors that make the mythical Joseph’s multi-colored coat look like an army surplus sweatshirt. Of course, the “official” end of summer is signaled by the annual junk food bacchanalia of the state fair. Where else can you see hordes of (full-figured)