I have so many pictures of Rusty in this exact spot, it almost hurts to see it.
Five hours after blowing away most of the leaves.
See the old iron fencing in the middle? I really, really, want to go back, Didn't want to walk through it with the dog.
Road with the sweet apples. There's state land here, but it's turkey season so we were too worried about getting shot. I had to jump out of the car and grab the apples while he watched for nuts with guns.
Our house is in the left-middle, way way back there...I can see a white speck, that's the neighbor.
These tasted extra sweet, softer than ours, and smelled strongly of roses.
Harriet Hollister park
All the leaves in this spot were ghostly white
I think this park is used mainly for snowmobiles and cross country skiing, the trails were long and didn't circle back easily, so I was nervous about getting lost.