We get all kinds of different sky views once fall arrives, from bright blue and sunny to fog. Often brightened a bit by coloured leaves.
You may recognize this view, right out back.
And another close view.
These two pine trees against the blue sky looked striking.
On another occasion, down by the bay.
Georgian Bay as you come back into town.
I was glad to see I expanded a few of your vocabularies when I referred to the evening of this photo as 'smirr'. It's a Scottish word meaning meaning rain that's between the texture of fog and drizzle. It seems innocent enough, but it can soak you through before you know it! We first encountered it on the Isle of Mull, while waiting for the tiny pedestrian ferry to the Isle of Iona. When it wasn't smirr it was horizontal rain. When we got home I realized the term could easily be applied here.