The grass is always greener. And the trees more yellow. And the flowers more vibrant. I started to hop in the car and drive across town to take pictures of the fall colors... until it occurred to me: what's wrong with the trees on our own property? And so I looked up, and what do you know; it was fall on this side of town, too. Unfortunately I missed the sweet spot this time around, as the leaves had already gone from vibrant pop to rusty dull. But there's always next year. And I'll be ready this time around. If we stay here long enough, it ought to make for a nice collection of (homegrown) images. It ought to be fun.
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