It Was November

It was November,

the month of crimson sunsets,

parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea,

passionate wind-songs in the pines.

-Anne of Green Gables

Linking to Skywatch.

Signs of Fall

It's been a while since I've woken up to fog. Guess fall is fast approaching! I liked how this fence line trails off into the fog, which has quickly burned off as we head toward a sunny 80 degree day. I wish the tree was more to the left of the photo. I think it would have balanced better. But nothing I can do about that. It does have me wondering though.  I'm curious now how old this oak tree, and the others along the edge of campus, may be. Something to research in my free time.

Linking to Good Fences.