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Went for a quick early morning hike to try to get some fall colors along a nearby lake...the clouds didn't cooperate but that's life. Make the best of it.
A young woman walks through a carpet of leaves while still more leaves are falling from the avenue of trees which lead to Eglinton Castle.
While photographing Sable River Mill in my previous upload, the roadside colours caught me eye as this aptly coloured car passed by.
I just love the fall colors and mums this time of year in Michigan.
This image is created in Camera with Multiple exposures - I have so enjoyed this technique and enjoy experimenting with different ideas.
Fall color in Utah has been a big disappointment this year. I noticed the leaves on the aspens were falling off without changing color as early as late August. Unfortunately, the trend has continued and now there are entire groves of aspens without leaves. I expect this is due to the exceptionally mild winter we had. At least the scrub oaks and maples are getting a little colorful. Here's a spot I scouted while mountain biking in American Fork Canyon. This is the most color I've seen in the entire area! On the plus side, I got to see a nice bull elk right before I took this shot.
From just a few years ago at my old place in Mississippi in late Fall. Boy did my wife and I do lots of work. Yes Vicki I do miss it. However, the arthritis, bulging disk in the back and bad knees I am finding the easier life in Wyoming a bit more comfortable. I will always have fond memories. Some bad but mainly good.
Fall in the Gilman mine area - I just got this camera - Nikon P1100 and I'm most impressed - gotta play with it to learn bout it.
Let them fall
Let them go
The leaves can fly
They told me so
They just need the chance
To stretch and see
That they can soar
If we set them free
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
~Emily Brontë