Ruth of synch-ro-ni-zing inspired me with her nod to Fall today, so here's mine.
Lonely summer chair by the edge of a pond as Fall settles in.
Blue skies dramatize the changing colors of Fall leaves and the bleaching of the barn wood as it decomposes back into the earth.
Bright orange pumpkins, a sure sign Fall is here and Halloween is just around the corner. After that, pumpkin pies!
Is anything more beautiful than the deepest reds of Autumn? Those years when red is not plentiful lack the richness I've come to expect of this New England season.
Abandoned cars of an old railway grace the empty tracks bordering a stand of slowly yellowing trees.
Orange, my second favorite Autumn color. Trees stand out when their colors change. You can see their magnificent shapes as they reach to the sky.
View of a bridge, the 4th Iron Trestle, spanning the Saco River.
Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief
So dawn turns into day
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost
All photos by Cole Scott Photography.
