The colors of the trees explode outward like fire works. I couldn’t help but take pictures. But even a picture can’t replace what real beauty the eyes can see.
The pictures of the trees were taken around my house and around the trails through the bogs. The water nearly blinded me. The sun rewarded the after-storm over flow with the light of sparkling champagne. Come see it for yourself in Whitesbogs, New Jersey. The cost? Free.
Let’s appreciate autumn.