It was a dreary day, with more than a spattering of actual rain and something close to chilly fog. It wasn't the best walking weather, but I needed to get some miles in, so I grabbed the waterproof Fuji, simplified my photographic life, and headed to the millpond. Several decades ago, as we neared Columbus Day weekend, this would have been the peak of the fall color spectacular, but as global climate change has taken hold, the plant color-change timing mechanism—the number of hours of daylength—is no longer more-or-less synced to the biochemistry inside leaves that makes for the most vibrant hues. Great autumn color requires warmish days and cool nights, and, too often at this time of year, we're still getting warm, even summer-like, days and warm nights, which is not a winning combination. Still, there is a show to be had, if you know where to look for it and can swap subtlety for those archetypal New England fall scenes. This mixture of painted leaves, however concentrated among otherwise drab or already jettisoned foliage, isn't too bad, but whether it's the beginning or the end of the show remains to be seen... and captured.