Reflections in the water.
And the clouds tell the story too. Fall is here.. the trees are changing colors and cool crisp breeze is here. The smell of those blanket of leaves on the ground is something that reminds me of my childhood. I think this time of year is so pretty. I just dread what comes after fall……… winter! I’m not a winter lover. I don’t care of the snow. I hate to be cold. I’m soaking all this in good.. before the pretty palette changes to white and “snirt” snow stuff.
Just had to get another picture.
a small pumpkin patch
River in the State Park