No other season says change to me more than Autumn. Fall in Connecticut brings crisp cool mornings and comfortable days. The metamorphosis of the green landscape to vibrant shades of orange, red, and yellow and ultimately to browns and grays seems to happen quickly from one day to the next.
9 thoughts on “When Autumn Comes to Town”
Beautiful New England!
It sure is. We were lucky to grow up there.
Beautiful selection of pictures! I especially like the covered bridge.
Thank you, Sue. The covered bridge is in a small park near my parent’s home. It’s a favorite place for us to visit for a picnic. My father loves to fish in the small ponds.
OMG Gorgeous colors!
Thank you, Dahlia. It’s a pure delight for me to visit my family in the fall. I lucked out to be there when the leaves peaked in color.
I think if we had autumn in my country, it would be my favorite time of the year. When the leaves turn red and gold is just pure magic, and I only see them in photos =)