Thursday, October 13, 2011
Falling for Fall.
On my daily commute into the city, I drive along a very windy road at the top of a plateau. There a a lot of little dots of lakes along the route, surrounded by summer cabins. This is a particularly pretty spot. As I was driving up the mountain a couple of days ago, it seemed as if the leaves just went neon. The reds, oranges and golds were almost blindingly bright. I managed to find a safe-ish place to pull over and took the snap above. Then I just stood there, and listened. There are no gravel pits up there, very few cars. There was nothing but rustling leaves and bird song. It was totally, completely, beautiful. I love Fall.