Soon, it will be winter. The Cottonwoods at Covington Park and Big Morongo Canyon Preserve are starting to lose their leaves. It's still a treat to go early in the morning and catch the first light in the trees and feel the chill in the air. I can see my breath, when I exhale, as I plod along through the fields. Each time I visit, I see something different, something beautiful. I take lots of pictures. Not everything thing turns out the way I'd hoped. It just means I'll have to re-visit. Always a pleasure.