We bounded and bumped, vying for the chance to stomp on crunchy leaves. Not surprisingly, Rowan got most of them. Not only is she 33 years younger, she didn't have an injured shoulder talking sharply to her at regular intervals. Nonetheless, crunching leaves while walking to the rope swing was a fabulous way to spend a sunny autumn evening. I, of course, had my camera along.
Rowan complained mightily. "Mo-o-om, you're not allowed to take your camera on our next walk," she whined. "You take too many pictures and go too slow."
My response? "Tough tiddlywinks!"
The fresh snow on the mountains was just too white to ignore; it begged to be photographed against the azure sky. The reflections in the pond were likewise greedy for attention. I was happy to oblige.
Of course, Rowan had no complaints when I turned the camera lens in her direction. She even insisted I record her swinging, too. The videos are cute, but I haven't figured out how to share them here, yet (without posting them on YouTube, that is).
The last couple of days have been a nice change of pace from the incessant rain we've been getting in Valdez. In the first week of this month, just over six inches. I hope your fall has been beautiful. It's supposed to start raining here again tomorrow night. I may print these photos just as a reminder of what can be.