Fall is my favorite season. I don’t think it was always that way. I wasn’t thrilled to go back to school or to rake the piles upon piles of leaves the maple trees strew across my family’s lawn when I was growing up. But as an adult, it’s ideal. The tourists are largely gone. It’s easy to find a place to be alone with nothing but the sound of rustling leaves underfoot. The light is golden yet subdued. The dark browns, deep reds and glowing yellows send me into color-driven creative frenzies. Something about spent vegetation is very appealing to me; it has more character, like a well-used pie tin. Here are some of my favorite shots from the past two months. Enjoy!