Nothing compares with New England in the Fall – curls of Cherrywood smoke escaping tall chimneys; pumpkins taking up residence on every doorstep; and sunburnt leaves dancing to the crisp wind’s song as they fall to the ground. Summer just gave its last curtain call and  therefore, I am reminded that Fall is here.There is a colorful portrait of beauty in autumn leaves, especially when it forms a colorful quilt of rusts, oranges, yellows, scarlets, and maroons, over an entire town. Autumn casts its spell on me every time it makes its appearance. I love the sound of leaves and acorns crunching beneath my feet as I walk through a…