Fall 2013

Here they are. Just as I promised. This last weekend was the perfect weekend to take pictures. The sun was shining through the leaves, and John had let the cows out to explore a recently harvested field so I had the cow pasture all to myself. I called the dogs, grabbed my camera, and we headed out for a lovely walk.

“Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.” 
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem fixed to a sliding walk, letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward. [...] The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down their dry rain.” 
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” 
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables