“I’m taking you to my favorite fall road,” she told me with a grin.

It was the middle of the afternoon and the time was perfect.  The sky was bright and blue and the air had the kind of crisp that made you want to pull the sleeves of your sweater down over your hands. I didn’t know what I exactly to expect, but as a lover of some of the best things in life – coffee, honest talks, music that means something and the beauty of nature – Ali was someone to trust. I knew she wouldn’t disappoint.

When she turned off the main road, the light was just right. In fact, pushing through the tops of the leaves and filtering down to the road beneath our feet, the light was breathing out a golden hue that seemed to make the street glow brilliant and bright yellow.

The road must have known that it had a visitor to impress.