"A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air." -Eric Sloane
The entrance of fall has me mourning summer yet eager to lace up boots, don a sweatshirt and walk out into the trees. To view their display, smell their decay and bid them adieu...
Autumn Walk photograph by Sameli
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