Sunday dog walks in the fall are one of the greatest things in the world.
Lonely leaves spotted on the asphalt during one of Diva’s Sunday walks. They’re calling for snow tomorrow, so the only place I can see this for a while is in this post.
There is nothing quite like Fall in the Northeast. I even took a small, unplanned photo stroll yesterday around the yard to capture any potential moments before the frost has its way.
Another reason why Fall is the ultimate season. I could look at this at all damn day.
Fall is my kind of season, and gourds as decorations really ring it in for me. Even more so than pumpkins.