The first cold days of autumn, plus some rainy overnights, left a small bit of snow just barely visible on the ramp of ridges that lead up to Ben Lomond Peak.
In just a couple of days these leaves have turned even more brilliantly to autumn. This row of trees used to be my barometer for autumn, but I don’t drive past them every day like I used to. Now I catch them on my walks with the dog a little less frequently. I’m happy to see them changing with the season, and more than a little wistful at the time that has passed this year.