Every fall I am treated to the vibrant colors of the fading sumac leaves in Colorado.
An autumn scene in monochrome can still render a dramatic shot, I think.
A digit filled digital image, thanks to my sweet wife Judy, and two fallen leaves.
My big baby is hanging in there, toughing it out with a continued sweet disposition. Her 12th birthday is on Halloween, and I think she may make it. How I love her.
Summer yields to autumn, and in so doing offers a wondrous departure.
I think to be on a boat in stormy weather and rough seas would be terrifying.
A very intense rose makes a late splash in an image taken just yesterday.