I took these on various walks over the last few weeks. Frost has started to accumulate on the ground, and snow is sticking at my mom's home fifteen miles away. It's not long till winter here.
I can never choose a favorite season; I'm looking forward to the fresh white blanket of snow, cozy mornings, chilly walks and skis. But the last hurrah of autumn is so beautiful before everything goes to sleep.
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