Streams of light wash the trees with molten rays, dripping glitter upon the forest floor. It is late October, and autumn is beginning to show her colors. Not fieriness yet, for we are weeks away from peak colors, but the woods have a warm glow that complements the season's cooler air. The days are a refreshment to my soul, and I want to soak them in, remembering each detail in the garden. I am out with my camera often.
Some fall vignettes looked staged, but I photographed them just as I found them:
I can not overlook flowers that will bloom right up to the precipice of winter:
A couple of black and white images are a salute to next season:
Will we have another hard winter? I hope not. For now, I cling to day after day of glorious autumn.