Existential Question

Fall is here with more than a nip of winter in the air.  Most of the leaves have fallen and other than a few bursts of yellow and the very determined brown oak leaves, the trees are bare.  Nature is either dying or going into hibernation and I muse on the transitions of life: are they permanent or temporary?  Is the model of the universe Spring Renewal & Resurrection & Conservation of Energy?  But, what I really want to know...where are my damn socks?