The way the morning clouds hang low in the valleys and hollows of the mountains~
Visits to the Apple Farm~
(Ummm, seeing a trend here?)
Warm coffee on cool mornings~
Red and Gold trees reflecting on the lake~
The smell of wood smoke from a distant chimney or campfire~
"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree." ~Emily Bronte
Happy Fall Y'all!