Lately on our walks I’ve been hurriedly skimming my surroundings, lagging behind W. and Lucy as I try to snap the remnants of autumn before the wind and rain destroy all that’s vibrant for yet another year. My photographs will soon be bound by stark, branchy landscapes and milky skies, but I’m okay with that and am actually looking forward to the change. I see just as much beauty in a cold, barren winter as in a budding spring, leafy summer or colorful fall. Mother Earth never lets me down as there is beauty in all that she designs.

I have plenty of fall foliage yet to show, but I favor the fallen leaves. Their colors are beautiful as well as the arrangements in which they fall.

As someone who always reads much into everything, I will say that this is a sign that despite our differences, we will come together. Sounds good to me!