Even as far north as we are here, the weather allowed the illusion that winter was a long way off. Afternoons in the seventies were common throughout much of October (not what I expected of Toledo, Ohio), and flowers continued blooming in all the yards around here. We've still had no frost in the neighborhood, and a few roses were hanging on yesterday (at Halloween!), but winter is officially on its way.
How do I know? The juncos are here in droves (or flocks, or gaggles, or whatever groups of juncos are called).