Here are two photographs showing some autumn colors. We haven't yet got a real show of colors, and it may be that doesn't happen this year, but one can always hope. I have a craving to do some walking in forests and swamps, hours of it, but it remains to be seen if I manage to arrange that to happen.
(Posting title is from the poem to crave what the light does crave by Kevin Goodan.)
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