the brief stint of cooler, less humid days has passed. I know in the states it's officially fall now, but here in Taiwan we are 87-feels-like-96. at 10am. I'm trying to enjoy dresses and shorts and tank tops, and warm nights on the back of the scooter. but deep down the midwestern girl in me wants to curl up in a hoodie and jeans on the couch with a good book and a punkin ale.
so, I've plundered the archives of my photographs for bits of fall.
late september usually means heading to the orchard for "apple fest". cider + rum. apple cake pops. friends over to watch football. baking, and baking, and baking. walks by the canal or at the park with my camera and golden light. a rainbow of reds and oranges and golds in the trees. running on the trail to the sound of crunching leaves. a mug of something warm in the evening...
yeah. I miss fall.
