I know it should be more winter(ish) in our neck of the woods, but it hasn’t been…
We finally hit the peak of our Fall season with the gorgeous harvest colors, and tons of falling leaves. Luckily, I have a great park nearby to witness this season in all its glory. I grab my puppy Fred and off with go with my camera strapped to my back.
I think of so many things when I see the gentle caress of our sublime autumn.
I think of the completeness of it.
Fall ends. Winter begins.
I think of the magic. A host of brilliant colors, with (mostly) mild temperatures, and cool breezes.
I celebrate the changing season with a most grateful heart.
Stunned by the vibrant year-end filled with sorrow, grace, and tremendous victories.
A beautiful reflection of hushed joy.
Because, really? What can you do, but be in awe of another year’s radical termination?
This is a beloved time. I enjoy it in every way possible.
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Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile. -William Cullen Bryant
I’d like to thank some inspirational nature bloggers for fostering this love of our land and creatures. Thank-you to amazing wildlife photographer Phil Lanoue Photography. Because of you, I watch the birds with a new appreciation (and a I know their names). And thanks to A Window into the Woods for your wonderful squirrel photography. Suzanne gives these funny animals amazing personalities. I love how both of them make nature, not just heart-felt, but fun too.
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