This year, autumn has lingered beyond its appointed date in Michigan. Yet, all things golden eventually lose their luster. In the offing, winter awaits its turn, all white and crisp. Farewell, fall.
Photo Challenge: State of Mind
In Michigan, autumn leaves along a rushing brook turn yellow or golden. Or they may take on a hue of maize, as we Wolverines say, reflecting the light from a perfect blue sky.
Photo Challenge: Yellow
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”