Sunday, October 19, 2014

First fall mosaic

Today was a real fall classic with a cascade of gold and burnt crimson around every bend in the Whatcom Fall interurban trail, as if autumn came crashing down on Bellingham's Indian Summer overnight.

Crunching through drifts of mostly dead maple and alder is once again an off-trail diversion for both Casey and me, but in a matter of just a few days, even the shoulders of our pathways will be ankle deep in seasonal debris. 

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