If there is one thing I miss when living in the desert — even if October is simply divine weather-wise — it is fall.

Growing up on the east coast in Maryland, a favorite pastime was raking all of the leaves that fell from the trees each autumn. My dad would rake them up into piles, and then my brother and I would jump into them with reckless abandon.

I loved the smell of the leaves … fresh and earthy.

But, more than that, I loved the colors. Against the gray October skies, the leaves would burst with color. Bright and fiery oranges and reds. They glowed.

After moving from Las Vegas to Georgia in 2010, I was once again greeted with the beauty of this season. My friend and I decided, on a crisp and cloudy fall morning, to get in the car and drive north through the state, to admire the sublime beauty that is autumn.

For hours, we drove along country roads, stopping whenever the mood struck us, to take photos of the stunning colors as far as the eye could see.

Where have you experienced the colors of fall?

 

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  1. I miss the change of color when I lived in Mass. and CT. but now in Miami the only change is the climate. Which is a blessing. From blazing hott to a cool breeze. Miami though is awesome during this season; you step outside and feel good instead of a rush of humidity!

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