Lookout Mountain is an attractive place. We can agree on that. But it is an artistic masterpiece in November. I constantly find myself exclaiming about the beauty of the day and the richness of color where we live. It is amazing. I am vindicated because as many times as I whined about the nastiness of some late-summer days, I sing praises for these days. Praise God for the loveliness of his Creation. He made the earth good. It attests to his creative outpouring in matter. I have been waiting for the fall season, and this it. I can safely anticipate Thanksgiving, and have a slight thought about the advent season to follow.