Here in the city of trees, autumn is something of a wall flower. Beautiful, yes, but she tends to blend into the background. If you aren’t careful, you just might miss it. So yesterday, with temperatures a balmy 45 degrees, I decided to head to the park for a photo walk.
In the words of Dr. Seuss, if you haven’t, you should, these things are fun, and fun is good!
As my photos may attest, you don’t have to be a professional; you can meander alone, or snap with a friend. Since my mom had the day off, I wrangled her into coming along. For the record, she won shot of the day with her photo of a fallish secret garden. Okay, it was nothing of the sort, but it looked it. Funny, I could not, for the life of me, remember seeing that spot. Guess I was a little taken with the details, the colors and textures. Maybe next time I’ll glimpse the big picture; until then . . .