A new season. I’m ready for the trees to do their thing. I’m ready for color. I’m ready. There’s something almost musical about the trees as the dogwoods and sumac begin to flame. Then the yellow hickories, maples, and oaks add their voices. And on it goes until the mountains are cheerful and colorful. Beautiful music day after day. Right now, a tree here, a tree there. Unconnected, but enough to keep me going, to give me hope of more vibrato around a curve. I’ve been known t