On this first day of autumn, the trees are just beginning to blush, but the blueberry barrens are racing towards full-color. As much as I fought the finality of summer, there’s something captivating about the season of fall.
On this first day of autumn, the trees are just beginning to blush, but the blueberry barrens are racing towards full-color. As much as I fought the finality of summer, there’s something captivating about the season of fall.
