Fall is here. Thank goodness! It’s my favorite season. Gone are the dry, hot days. I celebrated with a stroll through a local state park that is one of my favorite retreats.
I noticed further out west the other day, towards Port Angeles the maples are changing to yellow. Here, more east, it’s just barely starting. A few yellow leaves lay scattered on the forest floor. This park has grand, noble maples under which I often stand and gawk.
The lake’s been closed to use due to a toxic algae bloom, a shame as it would make for a lovely, quiet paddle. Instead, I enjoy reflections and on this day, cormorant and heron activity from the shore.
This spider built a large web across the trail. I managed a limbo underneath to spare it.
The quiet enclosure of trees was just what I needed.
I’ll bring you golden leaved photos when able—