Busy this month, I didn’t get in as many walks at Huntington State Park as I’d like, but when I did, it was burnished and beautiful. In the photos in this post, you can join me as I exalt in the colors of the changing season. There is always plenty to interest the eye! The air is crisp now, and coats and gloves are needed, but the excursion is always welcome and centering. I am so very grateful to live near this blessed place.
The path through the field brought back childhood memories of “discovering” new ways to get places without people. Never thinking the path meant it was not a new way. But I remember thinking how grateful the Indians must of been to Christopher Columbus?
Lovely photos, wonderful places! Thank you for sharing them!