My Favorite Twins

 Just down the hill are these trees in their fall yellow color. I love them.

"Yellow trees are autumn’s lanterns, glowing with the quiet fire of farewell."

The First One!

 Hey! Guess what we passed today? The first Christmas decorating I have seen this year. And it is so cute!

"That first decoration carries the weight of memory, like opening a beloved storybook each winter."

Red Protection

 Coming up to this tree from a short distance, it looks like a red maple to me.

Getting closer, I see that it is not.

It is not leaves, but berries. I have never seen so many berries on a tree!

I am thinking it may be a Holly tree. There is an old story that if you have large Holly trees around your house, it won't get struck by lightning. This traces back to the Celts & Druids, who believed Holly is a symbol of protection.

“The holly stands guard in storm and silence—its spiny leaves a charm against lightning’s wrath, its berries a promise of light in winter’s dark.”

Peeping Tom

 Yes, I am a peeping Tom. That is, when I am in front of store windows and doors in the fall. They reflect some beautiful fiery trees. Witness Kroger and Kohl's.

“A window is not just an opening—it’s a pause for beauty to walk in.”

Sunday Sunset - Rays

 

“Sun rays are whispers of warmth—golden threads that stitch light into the fabric of the sky.”

ONE ITEM!

 Here is our C.V.S. receipt for buying one item. ONE ITEM!!!

“A mile of paper for a moment of purchase.”

Mountain Trees With 4 Perspectives.

Driving up Afton Mountain, I snapped four different perspectives of the fall trees.

And one extra

“Each edit of the mountain trees reveals a new truth—one soft with mist, one bold with contrast, all echoing the same quiet majesty.”

Baby, It's Cold Outside

 It has been in the 30's during the day. And it is supposed to snow this week. This car is taking it worse than I am.

So now this is my attitude.

Part of this reasoning is this.

And now this is the new normal.

"The air stung like nettles, the ground crackled beneath each step - but out I went, wrapped in defiance and fleece."

Cart With Leaves

 We saw this in the back parking lot of a store. It was too perfect to pass up. Yellow cart, yellow, leaves, yellow tree!

I think I shall recreate it, put it in a museum and charge several thousand dollars. After all, some artist taped a banana to a board and it sold for thousands! So "Cart With Leaves" could perhaps make us a fortune! Ha ha ha...

“A shopping cart full of leaves is autumn’s way of saying even errands deserve a little poetry.”

The Patch

A few days ago, we came across the first pumpkin patch of the year. It was in front of our Blue Ridge Mountains.

There were quite a few people there. Some had brought wagons.

It brought to mind this photo of our oldest granddaughter at one of her first pumpkin patches. This was about 17 years ago!

“A pumpkin patch is where autumn whispers in orange and gold, and every vine holds a story waiting to be carved."

Sunday Sunset - Orange Buttermilk

 This sunset was just from about three hours ago. It was what we call a buttermilk sky, but deeply orange. It was stunning to see it overhead.

A pink buttermilk sky stirs like spun sugar—soft, streaked, and sweet enough to make the evening blush.”

November Full Moon

 We went out tonight to snap the November Full Moon.

This moon is the largest and brightest of the year.

We passed a wreck on the way home.

The full moon looked down on it all.

“The November moon hangs heavy and bright, a lantern for long nights and a lullaby for leafless trees.”