
"Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay." – Robert Browning There's nothing like the majestic melancholy of autumn. The cooling winds, wood smoke and mosaic of sunburned colors make for a truly magical few weeks, tainted only by a quiet apprehension of winter. Maybe it's the slow fade of fall that makes me nostalgic, but every October, I'm reminded of the autumns from years past, and specifically, what I was listening to in those times. Here's a hint: the timbre of an acoustic guitar is sweet honey [...]