Hurley's Barn

It hit 31 degrees yesterday morning in Taos and felt like fall for the first time.  When the breath of autumn fills my soul I think of New England where I spent half a lifetime.  And when I think of a quintessentially autumn in New England scene this is it.  It's George and Jean Hurley's Currier and Ives barn in the village of Wonalancet, New Hampshire.  It's not a color image yet says fall to me like rusts, red and yellows cannot.