As Fall descends on the Western Greenway, my singletrack commute home starts to take a little longer. |
Maybe it has to do with the slippery leaves on the trail. |
I'm guessing it has more to do with losing my breath. |
Even the abandoned parking lot is decorated with Fall's brush. |
Some flowers arrive just in time to see the show. |
Oranges, yellows and reds aren't the only colors on the palette. |
The sun sets a little earlier, but that isn't all bad. |
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