The following was published in the Biddeford-Saco?Journal Tribune Sunday edition, 10/18/2015.

Welcome to Southern Maine and peak foliage. Those blazing reds and oranges along the Turnpike and our back roads are a sight to behold. Of course, Im talking about brake lights.

Yes, the cars returned this past week for their last hurrah. The leaf peepers are peaking, looking for the peak. Its easy to see why everyone wants to come take a peek at our peak. The maples, birches, and sumacs are alight. Nature is singing her annual swan song, unable to escape the dying of the light and the [somewhat] colder nights.

Reports say that peak foliage was two weeks late this year. It was late last year too. Is peak moving permanently into mid-October in Southern Maine? Does that mean summer extends through the end of September? Does Maine now have a legitimate third month of peak season? Innkeepers, restaurateurs, and toll collectors arent complaining.

Everything is relative, of course. Isnt there always a higher high, given a long enough stretch of time? Doesnt it depend on where you start counting? How long a period should one survey to find a peak?

For instance: last month, it was the hottest September in Maine in 121 years of record keeping. Since 1895, the months average temperature hasnt been higher than it just was. Congratulations, we peaked. With a 48-state average that came in 3.7?F above the 20th-century average, last month was the second-warmest September for the entire contiguous U.S. in 121 years, topped only by the peak in September 1998.

Worldwide, 1998 was a peculiar year. It was an El Nino year, like this one is shaping up to be. It was definitely a hot one, now tied with 2005 and 2010 as the 2^nd hottest year on record since 1880, only surpassed by 2014. But 1998 is more significant because, as a previous peak, its been used as a false baseline by many disingenuous commentators  I mean, entertainers  who claim that global warming stopped 18 years ago.

A false baseline is created by cherry-picking a peak in some data and making comparisons against that high point. Its like picking the tallest kid in the class and saying, look, no one is taller  its a class of shorties. Its like saying that Everest and the next two highest mountains on Earth are average; every other peak is below average. Its like stretching a tightrope between the Twin Towers and saying youre just going out for a walk in New York City, as if the surrounding buildings werent hundreds of feet below.

Its best to scrutinize those who speak too confidently of peaks. We always seem to be about to hit peak oil, according to the experts. Donald Trump has probably peaked, the pundits have been saying since June. Planting a flag on a peak, without a look around, is silly. A look at the entire set of available data is what can make a trend clear to even the naked-est eye. We live in a time of peaks. Or perhaps weve ascended to a new plateau.

We recently held a benefit concert in the barn at the Wells Reserve that celebrated the fall season with works by composers at the peak of their powers. The DaPonte String Quartets leaf peeper program of Erwin Schulhoff, Mozart, and Mendelssohn featured beautiful pieces written before any of the maestros had turned 30. But I think we only deem these their peaks because none of them lived past 50.

The Wells Reserve is turning 30 years old next year. Have we peaked? I hardly think so. Were in the prime of life. It may sound foolish to say this in fall, in Maine, but I think the best is yet to come. Fall may be peaking, and winter is coming, but spring and the ever-lengthening summer are just around the corner. Our quartet of seasons plays on each year here in Southern Maine, always at peak performance.

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Figure 2. State-by-state ranking of average temperatures observed in September for the contiguous United States. Image credit:?NOAA National Centers for Environmental Information.