Falling for Fall

I woke up to a dreary, cloudy, cold morning today. I was happy. Fall is my season. I'll take being cold anytime. Love the scarves, sweaters, coats, boots and warm and heavy comfort food. Make my coffee drinking far more reasonable. My wish is to experience fall in New England - leaf peeping at Vermont? I don't quite know what that really entails - but I can only imagine that it'd involve looking like a Ralph Lauren commercial - not bad at all. Of course, this being the real life, I wasted the whole morning holed up in a cubicle reviewing a lonnnnnngg chart for a project. My original plan was to do some planting in our front yard - did not happen. The gray afternoon found me oblivious inside our store adding pictures to our website. Drank coffee like a fish though. In my mind however, I thought of brown and yellow leaves, wooded lanes, and other fall-like scenes.

Someone else's pictures of trees in fall as they should be.

This was actually taken in January, about 3 years ago, at Pismo Beach along Hwy 1. It was during sunset. The sand looked and felt like soft cement and the water was so calm as if hypnotized by the setting sun. I think the winter sun was imagining fall too.