This is the view from our back porch, leached of all its vibrant color by my phone camera; the reality is a fiery spectacle of gold and orange and red. The temperature was in the low forties and the air was crystal clear when we left Highlands this morning, and the leaves were at their vivid peak. As we drove back to Atlanta, we passed a steady stream of traffic, "leafers" headed north to the mountains for an afternoon's enjoyment of the display.