In the same way that this little leaf got carried along by this big leaf during the storms and flooding yesterday, I feel carried by you.
My WP journey has lasted over 3 years and a big part of my happiness here has been getting to know you through visits to your blogs. It is truly my intention to spend a lot more time virtually hanging out with you … in 35 days! I can’t wait!
Here in Southwest Virginia, we are just starting to see some color in the trees and underbrush. Heck, the flowers on my patio are still going strong – lucky me! This past weekend I was able to spend some time on the bike, and on foot, and captured just a bit of our early color.
Don’t you think that my freshly washed and waxed bike fits beautifully in with the fall colors?
After 2 months of riding in rain and on dirty roads, my sweet bike was long overdue for a clean up.
How is the seasonal change looking in your part of the world?
The ever so slight rainfall, a mild wind, and many falling leaves this morning, made for such a lovely moment. Perhaps it was the joy of being outside and feeling better. I very much wish that I knew how to capture that moment in words or by camera. It was quite peaceful.
I wasn’t able to get closer so I overcropped the images, and that reduced the clarity a bit
The temperatures are cooler, the skies are clearer, the leaves show early color change, and the smell of wood smoke is in the air. Don’t you just love fall?
My friends welcomed us to their back yard this past Sunday evening for the first fire of the fall season. Their backyard is a sanctuary of happiness … surrounded by woods, flower / vegetable gardens, an awesome fire pit, and privacy. Deb made homemade marshmellows, and we all brought the fixins for S’Mores, Hot Dogs, Kettle Corn, and a favorite beverage.
Seriously! Homemade marshmellows!
As the moon rose in the sky, our happiness deepened
Folks … these are the simples pleasures in life … be sure to take time to enjoy them!
And if you’ve read this far, and would like to offer your opinion: I’m researching and planning my move to an SLR. When I realize that I am more often less than satisfied with the results of my photographic efforts, I realize I am ready.