I spent three falls in Washington state. It was a very beautiful place to live. I'm glad I went because I never knew how beautiful it was, and I love experiences that open my eyes. I'll miss the way Washington looks for the rest of my life, I'm sure. But fall. Fall. We didn't have much of a fall. Washington was all about the fog, then the mist, and eventually the rain. I missed the fall when we lived out there. This year's fall has been interesting. Now that I'm back on the east coast, I've been eagerly anticipating all the color. And it's been torturously slow in coming. We've had a warm fall. But it's here! It's here now! I was starved for color and this past Friday I drank it all in. Here are my photos from a trip to Leesylvania State Park. A lovely park. If you get the chance, go take a walk through the grounds. It's beautiful.
On Neabsco Creek, just outside the park. Lily pads abound. This is someone's backyard!
In the parking lot.
This tree is just what I've been longing to see.
Through the woods.
Too small to see here, but he's walking two dogs.
A boat shed and some kayaks.
The trail has a nice little boardwalk through the woods.
The railroad bridge goes through the park and crosses the Potomac River.
I was there around 9:00, so the sun was low enough for pretty shadows.