Autumn Arrives

That's a few miles up Route 3 heading towards Pittsburg, New Hampshire.

That was taken by someone canoeing down the Connecticut this week.

And this...this is a scant 10 minutes from my house:

And people wonder why I love it here so much!

The ghostly fingers of fog that haunted the early morning streets through August and most of September have given way to a cloud comforter that lays upon the mountains and hilltops until the autumn sun pushes it aside. Then bright blue skies are then revealed and the leaves sparkle like gemstones in the clear sunlight.

This is the New Hampshire that I love.

It is breath-taking during Autumn. A last hurrah before Winter closes in.

Another season I love!