I only had to walk into my backyard for these. Autumn is my lover.
A pretty long haired cat finds shelter from the sun.
Well, close to pink, I think.
Shot earlier this spring from a tree that last year had the best peaches I ever tasted.
As the harsh winter subsides, spring arrives on soft scented breezes.
A spring storm will pound this property, and hasten its demise as it slides into oblivion.
Our magnificent spring continues, as these two converse quietly.