This afternoon we drove up to the real Apple Hill and I instantly remembered why even though Oak Glen is a lovely placeholder, it’s just not the same as the real thing. The vibrant colors of the leaves on the trees made this abundantly clear. I instantly realized how much I miss fall; how much I miss the oranges and the goldens and the reds and the browns. Oh those colors. Nature’s masterpiece.
My soul feels at piece in a landscape like this.
See ya tomorrow.