I had not walked out to the mailbox recently, but yesterday I got to see along the driveway at a walking pace as I went down to the mailbox to change the vegetables listed for sale on our sign.
There was a beautiful walk down...
The view across the highway,
across the larch or tamarack bog,
and the walk back up to the house.
I walk out to the field every other day to pick raspberries.
The light is changing from overhead to more of a sideways slant through the leaves.
And here, too, the color is changing
It is a beautiful time of year.
And I am reminded to take time out and appreciate the beauty of the season.