I think Fall might be my favorite season. There’s the crispness to the air. There are the pumpkins, and apples, and fall feasts. The heat of the summer is gone. The mosquitoes aren’t, but nothing is perfect right? The nights are cool. The light is different too, due to the earth’s rotation, the sunrises are more colorful, as are the sunsets. Then there is the foliage.
I enjoy the wispy greens and bright pink and white colors of spring, and it’s the season of hope and renewal.But to me Fall is almost like the last hurrah before we go into the deep freeze of winter. Kind of like Nature‘s Mardi Gras. So here are some shots of the party:
