"It's not supposed to be this hot in mid-October," I tell myself while standing next to the blind window, waiting for the slightest breeze.

After a half-day, the prospects didn't look so swell. I guess it all comes down to a matter of perspective: For most, a bright sunny day...

From the bottom of the hill, you might mistake the animals for a scattering of rocks strewn about the fall-cured grasses.