The Northeast boasts the most gorgeous colors and textures during fall: bright crinkled leaves, deeply stained berries about to bust, crawling ivy in bold hues. It's where I've lived the majority of my life, and I'm so thankful for that. (Still love you Vegas. We had a good run.)
I've kept these photos unedited so that those of you who don't have the pleasure of living in this corner of the country during the fall season, can see it just like the rest of us. These are just a few shots from our street, and my terrible camera skills do them no justice.
Here's what I'd prefer: I'd love to have all of you over for a big old feast. That way you could see these pictures in real life. We'd dine under the apple trees (which would have twinkle lights, obviously). There would be good wine (lots, something Gwyneth would drink, fancy and organic) and we'd play Canned Heat's Going Up the Country on repeat the ENTIRE time. How fun and filling would that be? Oh and we can't forget the bonfire. Gluten-free s'mores even!
Anyway, here are the photos. Hope the mountains and colors of Pennsylvania bring you a little peace, wherever you are today.