Giving Thanks: Fall Days

I love fall’s changing colors and moods.  Some days are as clear and bright as summer. Sometimes fog rolls in, obscuring one’s surroundings.

While not great for travel in a strange place, this year fall has manifested in so many splendid ways.  When I was in Pennsylvania for a conference (where the foggy hills above are located), this was the view I woke to the next morning:

When I left, I stopped at the Allegheny Portage Railroad site, where the surrounding woods were idyllic, the sort of colors and damp I’d always thought writers meant when they wrote about fall in books.  Growing up in places like California  (shorts at Christmas), Arizona (miles and miles of desert vistas), and Iceland (Vikings weren’t conservationists), fall was always imagined or nostalgic, glimpsed during visits to my grandmothers back East.  At the Allegheny site, it was picture perfect:

Though there have been some remarkable moments closer to home, too.


This entry was published on November 26, 2015 at 3:47 am and is filed under Fall, flora, remembering. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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