The other day, Finn asked me to go out:
This walk was one of the few instances when I actually took my phone with me. During an earlier walk that morning, I reached the conclusion that fall isn’t all bad. Yes, there are fewer hours of daylight. Yes, summer has gone and winter is blowing in. Yes, it is colder outside. Yes, my alarm clock goes off in the morning before the sun has started to rise. Yes, the sun has fully set before I leave work for the day. Yes, the trees now stand naked and bare. But there is a beauty in fall that doesn’t exist during any other season and it lies in the changing colors of the leaves.
My favorite picture is this one. For 4 days, every time I opened my front door, this was my view:
Several days after the above photos were taken, I went out of town for work. When I pulled into the driveway at 10:30 at night, I was greeted by this bush: (I did not use a flash in this picture. The plant is lit by a light that’s out of the picture to the left.)
Disclaimer: All photos were taken by me on my iPhone. My apologies for any blurriness caused by Finn tugging on her leash.