Home Sweet Home Postcards From the Edge of Autumn Tom - October 29, 2011 22 Fall colors fade fast in the Pacific Northwest, but I can always count on my Glenora grape leaves to stick around. (The grapes are another story.) With Autumn storms come fallen branches, a sure sign that my madrona branch fence will grow in the weeks to come. (Boz caught in the act of eating baby corn cobs; he’s such a connoisseur.) Where others see pumpkins, I see soup and gratin, pies and custard. Boz knows when the Fourth of July bunting comes down in October, time on the porch is fleeting. And what better reminder that sun and warmth will return, than the lone stalks of sunflowers dotting the fields.