The sunlight finally looks like Autumn:
Looking back towards the Lower Meadow.
The leaves are finally turning and falling:
A disturbed stone in the middle of the road and bear scat. I have no idea what happened, but it seems like there is a story here:
The last blackberries of Autumn have withered:
The creek is running a little higher than last time. Winter and rain is on the way:
It is so nice to see Autumn again.