I love the neighborhood we live in. I’ve been taking daily walks in it through three seasons now, and although the spring flowers and lush summer gardens were pretty, the turning leaves of fall best them easily. Every day, there’s some bit of beauty I wish I could share with you; yesterday, on possibly the most perfect autumn day imaginable, I took my camera along and wandered far and wide, capturing the best colors of the season for you.
The first two pics are from the Hollywood area, wherein lie our bank, post office, library, and farmer’s market. It was especially pleasant running those errands yesterday, with this sort of scenery around.
The next several are from my afternoon walk in the nabe. The colors seem particularly stunning this year; I hope they will still be this intense when the Countess and Corvus visit us in (eee!) two weeks’ time.
And finally, I have found my Platonic ideal of House. I turned a corner, and there it was: a big square house with a deep, welcoming porch wrapping around two sides, interesting details at railing and windows, and the intriguing dormers on the third floor. This, to me, is a HOUSE.
And it’s obviously inhabited by kindred spirits. I really must stop in and make these people’s acquaintance some time.