Last November, I bundled up, nestled my umbrella under my arm, and headed up the nearby hill in State Game Land 37 in an attempt to embrace the colder weather. I missed the colorful beauty of autumn. Then I started noticing the gems that, though less vibrant, were all around me. Nature’s symmetry caught my eye more than once on this chilly walk. Beech trees hang onto some of their leaves all winter, making them marcescent rather than deciduous. Even the dreary months contain beauty, though it can be a little harder to find.