And soon, they’ll be gone.
After three gorgeous days of no humidity or clouds, we get this. Before Hurricane Irene begins her journey up the I-95 corridor this weekend (and possibly messing with my Yankees/Orioles game on Saturday), we were greeted this morning by crashing thunder and buckets of rain, neither of which is particularly delightful. The best course of action on a day like this? “Lovely Day” by Bill Withers, cranked up to 11. It never fails.
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.
Proof that the views in Pennsylvania aren’t all that bad. This was randomly found during the final days of 2010 in my parents’ backyard. Hopefully, 2011 will bring many more nice scenes.
The sun bids farewell to a random November Monday as seen through some trees in Pennsylvania.
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.