Seasons

Living in Southern California, one of the things we often forget is that there actually are seasons. I grew up in New York, and have fond memories of the leaves changes and raking them into piles so we could jump in them.

So while I was back in Connecticut I was lucky enough to go during the time the leaves were changing. Some pictures from the airplane:

While I did not get the opportunity to jump in the leaves, at least I was able to enjoy the pretty views!