If you look up toward the sun,you’ll see I’m not the only oneenjoying the sky’s transcending ski run. Not on the grounds’ overcrowded bull run,but up here, where the air is undoneand freely homespunby the sun’s aerodynamic blowgun. Perhaps this is where my life began —flying amongembryonic electrons by the megaton. Editor: Erynn Crittenden

What leaves usually turn brown during the fall season? And how dark do they usually get? I was holding a yellow leaf with dark stippling up to my eyes. Leaves littered the park beyond what I’d expect for mid-March. I wasn’t sure if this is from a Live Oak or Rio Grande Valley Fiddlewood, but ...