Despite all the predictions of a short and dull Fall season nature came through for us.
It might not have been as bright as earlier years but was still beautiful.
There are few bright reds found here, but a lot of yellows and golds.
This is across the dam from our campground.
The year is winding down now, and people are taking their trailers and motor homes out for the winter. The empty spaces look like missing teeth, and more are being pulled every day.
Below the spillway and close to the playground where Coen plays on the (s)wings and slides.
This is inside the campground and shows the reddest foliage here, Sumac.
The bright red Poison Ivy leaves are all gone now.
These photos were taken last week while I was without a computer, and a change has occurred.
Two nights ago we had a heavy rain and strong winds, and many of the leaves were torn from the trees.
Fall is my favorite season, and I love the smell of burning leaves. The memory of a tan corduroy jacket is wrapped up in there somehow.
Bella ran over the turtle twice before she noticed it, but Boy Howdy did she give it all she had once she found it. I had to pick her up and carry her away. She would have throttled herself on the leash.
Bella has discovered livestock in the last two weeks. Prior to that she refused to recognise cattle and horses, as they were beneath her socially. They are now sworn enemies to be barked at from the safety of a vehicle. She absolutely goes berserk, ricocheting from the front seat to the back and side to side. She finally succumbs to exhaustion, after the windows are covered with nose art.
