Goodness, the calendar doesn’t lie. We have been back from our western trip for two whole weeks, and I haven’t done the first post yet to share my vacation pictures! I’m sorry to keep everyone in suspense. Back to the Photoshop salt mine!
In the meantime, how would you like to accompany me on a walk to the mailbox? My sore knee is improved to the point where I can easily do the hike now. Our cottage sits back from the road about 350 feet and the ground is not level. So, it truly is a bit of a hike! Since the fall colors are getting so pretty now, I made Saturday’s trip to the mailbox a leisurely stroll. Please join me!
We walk out the door onto the front porch. With the leaf canopy of the three large pin oaks out front, you can barely tell there is a road to the south of us.
We’re walking past the rows of Bradford pear trees along the driveway. Soon we will be feeling the incline of the little knoll in the front of our property.
We admire the beautiful foliage of the maple trees on our left.
As we get closer, we stop and tilt our heads back.
We look right and see some fall colors beginning to show on this side of the driveway too.
We meander from the driveway's path and head toward the neighbor's fence. We look to see if Cosmos, our horse friend, is out in the front pasture, but he is nowhere to be found. This view is our reward when we look back at our path from the cottage.
Now we are almost at the road. We stop briefly to admire the assortment of nature’s colors, including the scarlet red of the dogwood trees.
We retrieve a few pieces of mail from the box and take a quick picture of the western edge of the driveway entry.
Walking back down the gravel drive, we appreciate the eastern row of trees once more.