The pumpkins came and went and still the leaves stayed green. I tell people every year that if you want to catch the peak color of our five seasons, show up at Halloween. Never fails . . . except it failed this year. And where were those October Caddis hatches? We had a couple of Caddis visit our carport lights, but the October Caddis hatch is all about having to bat them out of the way because they are so thick you can’t walk through the parking lot without them flying in your face. Saturday, both the autumn color and the Caddis hatch appeared in full force . . . in November. And it was glorious. The forest is still evergreen but spots of brilliant orange, yellow and red crop everywhere. In some places your whole field of vision is just saturated with fiery colors. Can you smell the chimney smoke and hot soup on the stove? Walking along a river trail, the flashes of brightly colored leaves in the water are hiding what you just know are gigantic trout feasting on November Caddis and getting even fatter. Autumn is really its own season. Fall may not be far away, but right now it is still autumn, our fifth season. Yes, this may be my favorite time of year.