I was chatting the other day with a lady who had lived in Vermont and was missing the fall color and playing in the piles of leaves. Our leaves do tend to clump together in a sodden, mucky mess, but we do have our fair share of color.
The MR’s friend is training to get his pilot’s license and flies over the valley often. He captured this picture of our house in the midst of all the colors of fall—a view I rarely see.
This is more of the vantage point I’m used to with leaves of gold and vibrant orange coloring our trees.
And the view of the valley filled with color.
The trees lining the driveway are dropping their leaves, and the MR goes out with the leaf blower to try to keep the it from turning into a mess. It’s a losing battle at best.
Soon the leaves will be gone and we’ll be left with our forest of green and a beautiful view of the river. I do love our view in every season.
Wishing you a colorful fall.