I guess fall is really here!

I was out doing animal chores just now: feeding and watering chickens, rabbits and turkeys, when I heard an elk bugle. At first I thought it was my imagination. So I shut off the water, walked several paces away from the bird commotion that comes with feeding, and sure enough, I heard it again. Once more, the red puppy heard it, too. She was standing alert with ears perked into little triangles facing the same direction we both heard the bull elk. So even though I don't have any pumpkins or fresh corn or tomatoes or green beans from my own garden, fall has arrived anyway. And it's is glorious.