On my ride home Friday night, I noticed an oak tree had suddenly changed it's color. The contrast along the evergreens and weeping willows was striking. Every day I think about bringing my camera to work to capture the monuments by sunrise or sunset, but having been caught in the rain several times, I always decide to keep my camera home. Knowing that I'll now be riding home in the dark, I resigned myself to capturing the tree in my minds camera and call it good.
Luckily for my camera (and my spirits) dear Mother Nature gave us one last fantastically beautiful Saturday. I went for a three hour ride and soaked up as much sunshine as I could hoping it'll keep me for the next few months. (I rode enough that I actually had a little motion sickness when I went to bed last night. Like after you go boating.)
I am no great photographer, but below is the tunnel of trees with the glowing orange oak. (double click on the photo and I think you'll get a larger image.) And a little photo of me under the tree.
Below that is a little turle on a log that I snapped. Isn't he so cute?
2 comments:
I love the photos.
Awesome pictures! I love fall!
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